That House I Love, Boccadasse

And there at the end of Corso Italia was Boccadasse ... still.

But they have painted the house I’ve been photographing since that first time I wandered here.  Not only that, it’s a restaurant now.

I need to pass by and casually case the joint one day soon, just to see if it’s a place I can afford to eat, maybe one time.  It was a house I would have loved to have lived in.  A dinner, out there on the terrace, seems like something almost as delightful.

We’ll see ...

A presto.


Night-Shoot, Genoa

We wandered out to Isola delle Chiatte to see what the sun would do to Genova’s lighthouse, then ended the evening using the tripod in Piazza De Ferrari, photographing the fountain we love so well.

A sunset stroll turned into 2.5 hours of wandering and photography.
A lovely way to end a day, writes this very happy kiwi from Italy.