This afternoon, I’m leaving on a work trip to Lake Como (sometimes you have to make sacrifices for your career, you know?) so just a quick listicle type post for today.
Some of the more notable things I’ve seen in Turin:
- The other day, 4 people in period costume were leaving Porta Nuova metro station the same time as me. One of the women was wearing a skirt with a bustle and she had to turn sideways to get through the fare gate. As I got to street level, I discovered they were part of a parade.
No idea what the occasion was, perhaps the feast of St John?
- Two nuns in a Smart car, reversing against traffic to let a bus out of the bus stop.
- A guy busking with an accordion in the city centre playing “Bella Ciao”, which wouldn’t be so notable except that every morning I walk past, he’s there, and every time he has been playing “Bella Ciao”. I don’t know if he knows any other songs.
- Whenever it rains, there will inevitably be at least one cyclist out, holding an umbrella with one hand and steering with the other. This never fails to make me nervous.
- A group of Juventus fans lighting a flare, after Juve lost the final of the Champions League. I suppose it would be a shame to waste a perfectly good flare over a technicality like your team not actually winning.
- A flock of sheep grazing in a city park.
- A Landrover with an Italian family crammed in. The father, in the driver’s seat, was smoking a pipe.
- A group of French tourists asking some locals in broken French-Italian how to get to Porta Palazzo market, and the locals turning to each other after the French have left, asking, “Why on earth would they want to go there??” I have seen exchange this several times; the tourists are always French.