I can imagine I might fall down the stairs often if I lived here. The ceiling was exquisite. There were snails involved ... painted snails.
Or I might be so distracted, my camera and I, that we would be perpetually late for dinner.
A huge ‘Grazie!’ to Francesca for showing us around this beautiful palazzo here in Genova.
I love looking down as I walk the streets here ...
See what I mean?
Yesterday, we walked a million miles alongside the Ligurian Sea ...
Okay, those who know Corso Italia will know that walking from Boccadasse back to the city of Genova is just over 4kms however ... if you factor in my cold, the fact it was veryvery hot, and the glare of the sun which, while beautiful, was fairly intense without sunglasses, I think you will understand my claim of a million miles.
Actually, the first time I saw this sea, I was too long out of New Zealand and my eyes filled up with tears. It’s my home away from home sea. It’s the sea I love best in these days.
Meanwhile, my body is a bit mad with me. I still have this stinkin’ cold ... probably because I didn’t take the Acetilcisteina EG medicine the pharmacist gave me ... I can already hear my sister explaining why we should take medicines given. My sister, Sandra, is a nurse and knows stuff about the why of drug relief. Meanwhile I’m of the ‘read and flee it’ variety, specially if the contra-indications are grim. Actually this drug seems to be an all-round good guy but who knows ...
Alternatively, I buy the medicine, as if an entirely responsible adult and seem to imagine that is enough. Having it in the house, close by, voila ... !
Osmosis!
Anyway, still feeling kind of miserable and messed up in the mornings ... I’ve just spent the last 30 minutes eating Clementines, blowing my nose and really kind of wishing I had started taking the Acetilcisteina EG all those days ago.
The pharmacist said ‘10 days!’
I said, ‘You mean take it for 10 days?’
He said, ‘Yes, at the same time preferably.’ And I think he said something about before or after food too.
But, once upon a time, back in New Zealand, my lovely doctor did say that colds pass after 2 weeks with medicine, or last a fortnight without medicine.
I’ll let you know ...
The Ligurian Sea is a part of the Mediterranean Sea positioned between the northwestern coast of Italy, the southeastern coast of France, and to the north of the islands of Corsica and Elba.
The western boundaries of the sea are an estimate at best, as mapping accuracy depends on where the sea actually ends, and there are many opinions for same.
The distance from Pisa to Nice is 251 km (156 mi), and from Genoa to Elba is 207 km (129 mi). The max depth is estimated at more than 2,850 m (9,300 ft.).
Called “Mar Ligure” in Italian and “Mer Ligurienne” in French, Genoa and Livorno are its chief ports and the sea is well served by regional ferries.
Sourced, The World Atlas website.
I imagine that the person parking their bike might not have been as excited as I was about this quiet space here in the city of Genova.
I love the colour and textures of that pale golden building. I love that I always find this particular space by chance, while wandering on my way someplace else.
Light is everything here. There is the way the city looks in that deep rich late afternoon autumn light. I photographed a few city buildings last week, simply because the light had changed how I remembered the cityscape along via XX Settembre. I get excited over a blue-sky day and the promise of light in those difficult to reach parts of this tightly-built city. Then a stormy sky promises quite another effect, as the beautiful roofs quietly reveal their full beauty against a backdrop of clouds.
Loving Genova ...
This photo ... I couldn’t resist taking it while on my way to the supermarket this morning. I love this city and its warm colours.