I loved the way the light slowly revealed the beautiful buildings of Genova.
The way that I would wake in the mornings... with people calling out and greeting each other in the street where I was living.
I loved the way that I woke not only needing a cappuchino for my breakfast but knowing that I could go find the best cappuccino I have tasted, just a few hundred metres down the road.
I loved the way the focaccia was soaked in just the right amount of oil and salt.
I loved choosing my fresh pasta and sauce and unwrapping the gift-wrapped package when it came time to cook it.
I loved walking lost in the alleyways of the old city, aperitivo, Italian wine, the chocolates, the architecture, the sea, the bookshops, the language and the Genovese.
I left New Zealand mid-2003, bound for Istanbul and a new lif. After two years, a Belgian guy lured me into his world, deep in the heart of Europe. For a long time I was an in-process immigrant. One day we married. These days it's about photography, a little red wine and wandering ... and so the journey goes.
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Tuesday, November 04, 2008
I loved the way ...
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