For a few days, I walked all around Turin, talking to locals, enjoying the unique light you find there.
Most people asked me why I came to Turin. I couldn’t say. I told them I came without purpose, except perhaps to spend some time doing nothing else than having a caffè, eating well and observing people so that I could write about how they live in this northern Italian metropolis.
Turin strikes you less for its individual monuments than with the overall impression it gives you. There’s nothing special to say about its architecture, other than realizing how perfectly built the streets and public spaces were back in the old days.
I came without any specific expectations. But, leaving now, I can say for sure Torino is a city where I could remain in calm, walking in the streets and being amazed by the light passing through the fog. Nebbia e luce, Torino.
Tags: Italy, Travel, Turin