outside genoa, Genoa
look down as you drive on the motorway from the north, or as you're getting there by train. What a scenic landscape! You'll never forget dramatic slopes storming down to the ever-blue Ligurian Sea, with slender colourful houses perched all over them.
Fondest memory: Sitting in the garden of a villa in the nearby Chiavari with my friends Andrea and Paolo. I could stay in that sunset forever!
Other fond memories: Paolo's foccacia and beer in the docks.