Italy. An interesting, infuriating place to live as a gin-raddled expat. Some notes and observations.
Friday, 23 December 2011
On the Lash in Genoa
An old chum from Blighty came out for a Christmas dinner and Genoa was chosen as the activity centre for the event. At one of (the several) bars that enjoyed our custom prior to sitting at table, the above moment of reasonably spontaneous dancing took place in a narrow alley, so typical of the old town, graffiti an' all. Wonderful. You wouldn't see that in Plymouth or Portsmouth I'd wager.