We'd been hanging around Genoa enjoying some city living, so we thought we'd catch a local train up to Turin to see a little of the interior. What we didn't realise was the the monday we travelled on was a public holiday, and Turin was completely deserted. The photos will show you what I mean.
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| Main piazza in Turin. Nobody's there! |
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| A few queuing for the museum, but no ordinary folk |
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| Another deserted square, down by the Po River |
Nevertheless, we made the best of it. Turin is renown for its old cafes, dating back to the 1800's. We sampled a few, before finding one we could afford. Turin is also credited with inventing the chocolate bar, and the cafes certainly demonstrated an ability to create amazing hand-made chocolates. The town is quite different to most Italian towns, it is large, open and entirely rectilinear. Lining each street are large covered arcades, with impressively large piazza's dotted about.
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| Beautiful art deco arcade. |
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| Beautiful old cafe ... |
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| ... but priced to match! |
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| The River Po |
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| The Mole Antonelliana |
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| Piazza Castello |
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| Palazzo Reale in Torino |
So, a bit deflated by the shut shops and missing crowds, we took the train back to Genoa. We'd spent our allotment of luxury time, so we slipped the dock and headed back out into the sloshing liquor of the Ligurian Sea. This time, we parked outside the harbour entrance of Savona, and tendered into the town.
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| Pavlov at anchor outside Savona |
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| Beautifully painted buildings of Savona |
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| Port at Savona |
We're back to the life of rock and roll, but we're looking forward to escaping to France, where there are some anchorages again. Viva la Francais!
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