Twenty years ago, what was somewhere in May 2002, I got a first bought CD-disk, because I had only gifted before. It is an incredible, as revealed, game “The Italian Job”. Describing told me that it’s basing on eponymous movie of 1969, which I knew later and I wasn’t excited to happening awkwardness in a plot. However, dislike to flicks with Michael Caine is usual for me. The game acknowledged me with Italian town Turin by showing sights as National Museum of Cinema situated far away.
I arrived for one National Museum of Cars in a main town in Piedmont region. It was nine of morning when I walked out from a hotel controlled by people of Han origin and it stick to train station Porta Nuova what was comfortable for future movement and closure with sights. I directed to the north by meeting with coughing due to smoking people and I was getting a scent of worn out as it catches in port cities whilst Turin hadn’t a sea nearby. It was a smell of train station. Further, the scent disappeared from my nose and I never experienced it again. I always was a person who instantly adapts to surrounding. Although, I was at home. Time of absence in the West is a prolong dream. I arrived in the Western Europe and in the next few days (what is maximum) I’m with feeling that I always lived there.
Turin didn’t express in bright colors. Buildings and everything else didn’t excel. It was drab town, which covered in invisible smog. Shops with familiar brands on historical streets increased disinterest. It’s city was likeable for non-tangled routes. I straightly came to Piazza San Carlo and did walking around of square’s installed monument two times. It’s statue was devoted to duke of Savoy’s dynasty Emmanuel Philibert and was produced with all minor details.
Palatine towers, which were one of four of city’s gates in Roman Imperial past, reminded on origins. It’s saved structure from a red brick was grandiose and festive on look as it is usually in Italian constructions. The 1934 restored statue of Augustus Caesar showed to the right. I did Three Stooges’ thing by indicating a “right side” too.
Near of Palatine towers was The Chapel of Holy Shroud, which stick to Royal Palace of Savoy, a dynasty headed ruling of unified Italy in the nineteenth century. It was closed. I walked forward and situated inside of residence of royal family, which was in luxuriously decorated and everything was in typical giant sizes. I hadn’t wish to buy ticket for observing of one of many palaces belonged to Savoy dynasty. Probably, I would had experience as it was with Versailles.
I returned to the Chapel by discovering appearing time on pharmacy informed on thirteen minutes till ten o’clock in which probably the doors would open, because I didn’t know what was a day of week and assumed “Monday” (when it was Tuesday) and I hesitated that “Lunedi” can be “Tuesday”, but later I saved in memory that is a day before of what I was thinking.
A big Negro guy arisen and opened the right door, which was exit, and he disclosed an entrance then. I entered to there. I was in familiar passivity in seeing rich decoration in images, hardworking efforts with stone and presence of organ as usual, which wasn’t a big size. I was neutral to a big handkerchief called shroud whose initial story was in that Jesus Christ, whose existence wasn’t proofed, was covered when he was born whereas a bishop of Troyes confirmed fakeness in 1389. Corroboration to that was in allowance by Catholic Church, whose current leaders and not only are unhappy, allowed to scientists to check about genuity in 1988. Radiocarbon test revealed that the shroud could be produced in period from 1260 to 1390.
Curiosity was stimulus to approach to National Risorgimento Museum to which I didn’t impress in learning on it, but staying there I decided to get confirmation by visiting it. I entered in grandiose parade entrance and went upstairs from where I turned to a souvenir shop in which sold tickets. “Student?” asked me a salesman. I said “No”. Then I thought “Never”.
I was watching on expected in papers with people and just reproduction of printed works. I thought that two hundred years ago isn’t a far time and there is must be a lot of stuff, which hadn’t reasons to be lost. I did stops on small items in medals usually devoted to victory in somewhere. The museum wasn’t absolutely devoted to unification of Italy although background in revolutions of 1848 prefaced to it as singularly of that period was in a room of Hungarian uprising where had for attentions in items of it’s leader Laslo Kossuth who after failure found shelter in Turin. More of such staff were in the next rooms, which enliven me. Personal things, military uniforms, cold and fire weapons and pictures depicting battles were genuine and were painted by grandiose artists as Carlo Bossoli whose works were mostly presented. Pictures were for longer watching for getting delight and learning made meticulous efforts.
I was astonished by saved parliament room in which deputies were holding sessions from 1848 to 1860. It was a first one in restoring Italy. A premise was barred by windows. And when I walked to the doors and I got a stalled cold.
Turin’s Risorgimento Museum was a fulfilled solace for Rome. I was inside of these times by items, newspapers and caricatures had a typical merciless and there were some caused laughing. Although presented periods of unification of Italy were reduced in presentation as involvement of Napoleon III on whom could only demonstrate in details that he wasn’t taken serious and was cruelly joked when he was ruling France.
National Car Museum had distance in almost five kilometers what was approval for me by walking. I wanted to see Turin. I did sticking to bank of Po River and walked into park in which I didn’t collide with Borgo Medioevale what was recreation of Middle Ages village in 1884 exposition, because I haven’t excitement to unnatural. It’s park for meeting with amazing grey squirrels to whom can come too close.
Caught in view vendor machines on Corso Massimo d’Azeglio did turning to there where I eventually bought a bottle of carbonated water and Kit Kat, which was crusty, gentle on taste. It was a sweet, which you can’t ignore.
Once I saw a sign to museum, but it was long behind and I required in confidence, which I got by asking met a family group whose presumably father relaxed me and added that hundred meters to there.
A ticket salesman was devoted to talking with other one that she didn’t hear “Boun giorno” from me. I musically knocked from a little to index fingers what caused a negative look from her.
It was visit with inclusion of temporary exhibition of rally cars what was additionally wonderful. However, I have in thinking for the last time about buying of individual tours as it usually does famous people for evading noise of foolish talks, whining in any way kids and people with smartphones. I didn’t hurry in observing cars, but after people in front of me did their rude dirty things and disappeared, I had behind other companies with similar symptoms. These unhappy factors didn’t rid in pleasure to have a chronological (although it’s order was ruining many times) placement and do meticulous observing of cars. It begins from a replica of Leonardo Da Vinci’s transport implemented today in toys with a key, which you usually wrench on a top. Then I walked through cars by watching on relocation of engine starter from forward to interior, appearance of windshield wipers, transformation of gearbox to what became familiar, changing of tires (a special place exists in this museum on that.), more dashboard indicators and embedding of radio. I was reading on each car and looked on parameters by getting evolution in that observing. Some cars were obsolete in time of release. There were exemplars did revolutionally attempts as make work transport on electricity in first years of twentieth century. Those intentions were before that, but, as always, a primal failure was that electricity was for a short time.
Museum recreated decade by stuff and playing music. I stopped in fifties by watching American commercial on TV of that time and was seduced by it’s shape. I know that my TV screen will same square size.
Sometimes there could see unique as impressing Fiat of beginning of century, which could take speed in more 160 kilometers. A rare accidentally discovered car, which was eventually bought.
In entering into hall with line of Ferrari’s race cars through decades had carton’s images of champion drivers where strangely five-time winner Juan Manuel Fangio wasn’t among them.
I had excellent in that museum, but National Car Museum isn’t big in cars in periods after forties. A lot of Fiat and too much of Italian sized automobiles to whose I didn’t hold in attention. Rally cars from sixties to 2001 interested in that evolution, but I wasn’t hyped. I lost interest to cars after zeroes. Lamborghini Murcielago can’t bother me as vice versa was to Lamborghini Diablo deserved to be observed. However, there wasn’t of the most wished for me Lamborghini Countach, which technically drops to aforementioned transport, but I would prefer to sit there. Probably, I would find it in museum devoted to this car model, which nearby of Bologna. Turin’s museum needs more cars of second half of twentieth century and it must include in ticket’s price for Italian speakers a road rules book, which would better be with pictures.
I returned to the hotel by same way as arrived when before that I visited a store of network “Pam”, which wasn’t variable in food choosing. I didn’t trust to local stinky cheeses. Long philosophical thinking ended on taking a bag of pistachio, Brie President and goat’s milk with a portrait of that animal. The last was dried first. It smells all right as it must for goat’s milk. On taste, I used to have better stuff although it was drinkable as milk. Aftertaste was that you feel sober. I continued walking with eating of pistachio whose shells I was throwing to the nearest trash can.
Bought food with taken bananas and mandarins from breakfast table were mine supper. I was searching for restaurant with Piedmont cuisine and I wasn’t in pleasure to any of them. These similar words I can say on dishes. Italian kitchen has interesting dishes and I used to cook them, but seen menus were again with simplicity. Nothing exciting can be in a raw mincemeat. As to only can find in Piedmont’s ravioli, which are calling Agnolotti del Plin. Because initial pasta even despite on shapes will everywhere same in eating. Right, different taste of long or thin as that you have a little piece of sausage or a big fat one. It depends in how cook it. Nothing handle could promise any Turin’s restaurant.
An artificial Christmas tree installed in Turin’s railway station was the first beautiful I’ve seen in these festivity days. Accurate shape, big and multicolor lights and balls, which the last hanged in balance. From there I moved to Milan. Once again, journey by train is pleasant, but it’s absolutely uncomfortable when some, as it was family, take sits in same area with you and their stuff is touching you as smartphone’s wire or part of a coat. She apologized for harness of her purse at least. I adorable to civilized the Great Britain where say “sorry” for a little touch with your body.
I didn’t stop in Milan though I had curious reasons to be there in bright buildings of variable times, which accurate match to each other, and after what was in Turin as I saw from a bus’s window drove me to airport and there I once again understood another same on that I must change on flying to private planes. These queues and whining child who was drumming my seat sometimes what made me to ask her mother to stop doing that. Too much kids in this world. What a horrible.
Before the bus in Milan took movement, the radio performed Enjoy the Silence by Depeche Mode. I recalled it’s music video in which band’s soloist in king’s suit takes a lonely sit in mountains. It was me.
Colonial legacy in almost all countries in the Northern Africa brought changing for France while Italy’s presence in continent wasn’t wide and somewhere wasn’t long. Therefore, rarely can see a non-white person in Italy. It’s almost a country, which known and associative. I could stay longer as wait opening of main Risorgimento Museum or taste pici in wished restaurant in San Gimignano. I have a lot what I wish to see in other towns in which I wasn’t whereas I couldn’t stand on described things and I even did a statement, but, as John Grant in Wake in Fright on question about having good time I make same objective answer that I liked. I mostly succeeded in blocking moving car on a crossroad, because one factor is precisely that they willn’t do run over, and if not they were faster in movement – I said to him/her into face about “how bad your driving” – it’s a wonderful opportunity for using the Italian swears although I was with chauvinist English. I’m thinking, I’m lying myself on that I willn’t comeback. I even feeling that I will arrive again.