Getting to know Genoa before fond farewells

Our final port on our 7 day Mediterranean cruise was the northern Italian city of Genoa.

What a pleasure it was to take it easy, with no rushing around to join any sort of tour.

We happily set off on our own just to explore the portside city at our own pace.

Wandering up and down narrow alleyways of interesting little shops, cafes and market stalls…

Occasionally losing our sense of direction as endless old multi-storey buildings blocked out any view of the surrounding areas…

It was fun stumbling upon points of historical interest…

Appreciating the decorative details…

…and taking a break at a café in a little open area for a cappuccino and a hot chocolate – which was just that – hot and chocolate…

…much more like a dessert than a drink. Perhaps there was some kind of miscommunication and they left out the milk? Never mind, it was certainly deliciously decadent.

Back on board ship we enjoyed our farewell dinner with our amiable table companions – one couple from the USA and one couple from the UK (even though all English-speaking it was interesting to note the cultural and language differences which were revealed over our 7 nights of conversation).

A final flutter at the Casino – unfortunately reducing our winnings kitty, despite helpful hints and strategies from our croupiers.

We noticed a marked freshness in that nights live show with a new batch of performers having boarded at this, the official starting point of the cruise.

Then off to our dance lesson – and although Greased Lightning and a chicken dance where hardly “rock n roll” it was all good fun, and we stayed on to dance the night away, running off like Cinderella just before midnight to get our luggage outside the door by 12.00am, keeping only clothes for the morning, hand luggage and the mirror we acquired in Tunisia, wrapped up in towels and brown paper, ready for the drive home to central France from Barcelona.

And so endth our maiden voyage.

I have a feeling it won’t be the last time we will go cruising, but perhaps next time we will pace ourselves a little better. How is it that we always end up needing a holiday after our holiday?

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About frenchfry36

South African by birth, British by right, Australian by oath, French by choice.
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2 Responses to Getting to know Genoa before fond farewells

  1. Debra Kolkka says:

    I tried that hot chocolate…once…it is way too much for me. You could stand your spoon in it. We loved Genoa, especially the really old centre.

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