The rain stopped in Genova as the sun set, so we wandered through the world heritage listed Garibaldi Street, rugged up against the near-freezing cold. This street was once home to the richest families in the land – a row of elegant palaces that were ready to host visiting dignitaries and other important guests of the city. As we walked across the marble paving, we could peek through the lit windows to see elaborate frescoes on the ceilings, and grand staircases leading up to inner courtyards. Five hundred years ago, this avenue would have been the finest in the land. Now, Genova is no longer the capital, and the money has drifted elsewhere.
The old town was an enthralling place to explore. We often found ourselves lost, wandering through winding alleyways to pop out and discover unusual Cattedrale di San Lorenzo or the old city gates. We found a wooden boat with a remarkable figurehead of Neptune moored in the old harbour. Soon it was time to pack up our belongings and board the MSC Fantasia for nine nights at sea, sailing to Casablanca and back again.
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I love the lion shot! Beautiful picture!