The closer I get to leaving Turin, the more I miss (already) the piazzas. We don’t have anything like them at home. Well, I suppose some cities do. Iowa City has a nice pedestrian mall, as does Charlottesville, Virginia.
Shops, restaurants, street performers, children playing soccer, old people just standing, teenagers and their really good amateur photography, twenty-somethings flirting and talking and drinking and kissing and laughing. This is another wonderful Italian piazza.
Piazza Castello was designed, I believe, in the 16th century—a long, long time before we even had a constitution. The history of the piazza is incredibly. Go there, soak it up, and look at the old home of the Savoy family.
Right off of Piazza Castello is Via Garbaldi, a busier, livelier street than Via Roma, running from one piazza to another, filled with shops and restaurants and cafés and everything else imaginable. If you’re at Piazza Castello and tired of sitting, walk up and down, and up and down, and up and down Via Garibaldi. It’s incredibly interesting. It’s incredibly Italian.
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