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I can’t seem to get my head around Genova. I’ve visited several times, but its crazy alleyways and sweeping boulevards still make my head spin. Today I took the train from Bogliasco and arrived at the Principe train station about a half-hour later. The station layout is just as confusing as the city it serves.
I arrived at the little town of Bogliasco, just about half an hour by train south of Genova. The idea of staying on the coast appealed to me after three months behind Lucca’s wall.
During my last two days in Lucca, I decided to take a few more photos of the place and its people. The view from my front door shows the cobblestone path up to the Renaissance wall and remnants of what some believe is the Roman wall.
Today Pisa is hosting the 67th annual Regatta of the Ancient Italian Maritime Republics. A great day to visit the city. I headed to Pisa’s Field of Miracles. I was here earlier this summer, but this time I decided to actually visit the monuments despite the throngs of visitors. Early in the morning the place …
Here’s the tell-tale tampone, as Covid tests are called in Italy. Little did I know when La Dottoressa first appeared here in hazmat gear I would be waiting ten more days for a negative test.
This night, one of Lucca’s big events, La Notte Bianca, takes place throughout the city. All museums are open, special tours are offered and nearly every piazza holds a spectacle. This woman is readying a mannequin to show off her fashion designs in the Piazza Napoleone.
Each night in Lucca, an opera concert takes place in the Church of Santi Giovanni e Reparata. It is a treat to hear Puccini arias, along with Neapolitan folk songs, in this beautiful church, especially with my friend Jacqueline Janssen and her husband Mike Morrissey, who have come to Lucca for a visit.
Thunder and lightening all morning sounded like a bombing raid and caused the lights to flicker and me to scour the apartment in vain for candles. After a few hours, the sky suddenly cleared, and Pontremoli resumed setting up its medieval fair. I took advantage of the lull to search out candles at the supermarket …
Something old, but new to me, seems to always catch my eye as I walk the twenty minutes or so to language school. Many of the places I pass by were once religious buildings. Remnants remain of their original purpose. According to the Roman numeral calculator, MDLX translates to 1560. This fellow looks like he …