Merry Christmas from Turin!
Another year, another Christmas away from london1952 and at my parents'.
I travelled to Italy early on Saturday morning (left home at 4:20 am to catch a 6:55 am flight); I felt a bit under the weather with a swollen throat until really today when against my father's advice ('stay at home, don't go out and catch cold') I went to Milan to meet up with my friend Paola and her husband Francesco.
This morning I got to Torino Porta Nuova railway station rather early
all because when I got up at 6 am, I found my parents already up. Mother had made me a cup of tea, and Father decided that he was going to drive me into town to catch the tram to the station. Sweet of them but quite unnecessary as they are not really spring chicken any longer!
As the Frecciarossa train was at 7:57 am, I had a time for a brisk walk up the deserted Via Roma
to an equally empty Piazza San Carlo
I was a bit disappointed that the Christmas lights in the streets were not on, but well it would be rather wasteful to do otherwise.
I then carried on to Piazza Castello
where there is a giant Advent Calendar
and some very strange knitting on the wrought iron gates of Palazzo Madama
(this of course made me think of madknits!)
I then hurried back down via Lagrange to the station to catch my train. And an hour later I was in Milan.
And with this unlit and slightly bizarre Christmas lights, I wish you all a very Merry Christmas! (also on Adrian's behalf as he's without access to the internet and he didn't manage to post before going 'up north' on Friday).
I travelled to Italy early on Saturday morning (left home at 4:20 am to catch a 6:55 am flight); I felt a bit under the weather with a swollen throat until really today when against my father's advice ('stay at home, don't go out and catch cold') I went to Milan to meet up with my friend Paola and her husband Francesco.
This morning I got to Torino Porta Nuova railway station rather early
all because when I got up at 6 am, I found my parents already up. Mother had made me a cup of tea, and Father decided that he was going to drive me into town to catch the tram to the station. Sweet of them but quite unnecessary as they are not really spring chicken any longer!
As the Frecciarossa train was at 7:57 am, I had a time for a brisk walk up the deserted Via Roma
to an equally empty Piazza San Carlo
I was a bit disappointed that the Christmas lights in the streets were not on, but well it would be rather wasteful to do otherwise.
I then carried on to Piazza Castello
where there is a giant Advent Calendar
and some very strange knitting on the wrought iron gates of Palazzo Madama
(this of course made me think of madknits!)
I then hurried back down via Lagrange to the station to catch my train. And an hour later I was in Milan.
And with this unlit and slightly bizarre Christmas lights, I wish you all a very Merry Christmas! (also on Adrian's behalf as he's without access to the internet and he didn't manage to post before going 'up north' on Friday).