Genoa, our gateway to Italy

My impressions of Genoa in pictures

My most vivid memory of Genoa is the mopeds. They are everywhere: in front of your car, behind your car, around your car. They are like swarms of bees on steroids.

My most vivid memory of Genoa is the mopeds. They are everywhere: in front of your car, behind your car, around your car. They are like swarms of bees on steroids.

breakdown

Our GPS had a hiccup and sent us straight into a traffic jam created by a broken-down bus. The temperature of the engine kept going up and we had no choice but to pop the bonnet open and wait for it to col down. Passers-by stopped to snap photos or ask about the car’s make and model and many did a double-take, like “What’s that yellow thing over there?”
I tried to communicate with a traffic warden in a mixture of Italian, English and hand gestures. We managed to convey our message: me, how long it would take for this mes to clear up, him, to wait. OK!

calle angosta

We drove round and round trying to find our hotel, located in the historic centre. The worst bit was getting caught in the hellish one-way system a few times. We missed our turning (OK, my fault) because it didn’t look so much like a street you could drive in but a space between buildings. And once we turned into that street, Via al Ponte Calvi, we had to negotiate our way round restaurant tables and pedestrian, who scowled at us. What were we supposed to do???

calle angosta genova

Most streets in the ancient quarter were narrow (and some, even narrower) and the buildings seemed to close in on us.

trattoria

We had an excellent dinner at this trattoria called Le Maschere: melt-in-your-mouth prosciutto, delicious salami, a simple but wonderful dish of spaghetti in tomato sauce and vitello tonnato (veal in tuna sauce). Via al Ponte Calvi, 2

via lomellini

Via Lomellini was declared UNESCO’s World Heritage for its 16th and 17th century palazzi

ss annunziata

The gold leaf and frescoed ceiling of the basilica of Santa Annunziata del Vastato made a huge impression on me, it was magnificent.
Some parts were painted white and I though it was unfinished. As it turns out, the church sustained heavy damage during WW II air raids and those bits had been restored.

genoa

Some buildings were very beautiful. However, most were in need of a lick of paint or were so grimy that sandblasting was the only option. There was graffiti everywhere. Such a pity.

About Ana O

Hi, I'm Ana. I'm originally from Argentina but I'm currently living in Dallas (USA) with my British husband. I'd like to share my experiences as an expat and as a traveller.

11 thoughts on “Genoa, our gateway to Italy

  1. Quite an experience driving around Genoa, it seems!
    When you visit cities in Europe and you stay in the historic city centre, in my experience the best thing to do is get there bybpublic transport; the streets are usually impossible, or car-free. I know that you were on a road trip, so you and your yellow beauty had to stick together 🙂
    Beautiful photos!

    1. On a boat trip from BA to the UK we called at Lisbon where we had a Taxi tour of the town. We were driven down similar ‘too narrow’ streets where pedestrians had to give way; I would not have dared to drive there so I can sympathize as you were in a beautiful but overheating car.

  2. It’s something special about port towns, isn’t it – sometimes good, sometimes bad, never boring. I do like the look of Genoa here. Have actually been thinking of doing a road trip from Nice to Cinque Terre.

  3. ANA ! What a beautiful post! I know Genoa well ( I’m from Milan ,so near it) but you rendered the town at it’s very best… Signalling what’s the heart of Genoa and it’s very soul…
    Thank you , so much!

  4. I had shown me about Genoa! This’s good post, nice photos!
    Thank you about it! I will go to there when i have a chance

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