Turin fit into our route in Italy quite unexpectedly: they simply flew for three days to Paris, and the inverse cheapest tickets were to Turin. In addition, in this city, the 2006 Winter Olympics was held, I didn't know anything about it with an even account, and it seemed to me that this transit stop in the incomprehensible town of Italy would be the most prompt point of our trip. Winter Turin - What could be prose?
And here we land in Turin, sitting on the bus and mchim to the city center, where our hotel booked. The road goes through completely uninteresting residential areas in an industrial area - a gray winter boredom, which is enough in any Russian city, founded during the years of Soviet power.
The first - daytime - the walk around the city did not correctly fixed: no, well, there is no atmosphere, nor Italy! So, departed by an obvious mistake in choosing a deployment site for the next two days, and we walked to the hotel. And the next tolerant in search of the soul of Turin was taken only in the evening. Oh, as it was right!
With the onset of twilight, everything around suddenly converted a fabulous way: unusually picturesque trams, still preserved Christmas illumination, some festive rapid note began to be clearly audible in the evening walk in the center of Turin.
He was truly good, this evening city, magically beautiful and somehow a special friend. Yes, love happened to the city, somehow unexpectedly, that was doubly pleasant.
Surprisingly, the impression of this promenade before bedtime was preserved and it was with us all the next two Turin days. It seemed that the streets now keep the charm of their twilight atmosphere and are waiting for a new evening to transform and take the new arrivals of visitors to their admirers.
So Turin is the most unexpected discovery in Italy. He is special. Not always flirty and festive. And maybe not for everyone.