EU after 12 years (16): The ¢10 on the way to Genoa

My plan was to also see the City of Genoa on the Mediterranean and considering the fact that travelling with train is comfortable, fast and affordable, I went to the closest train station, Porta Nouva and got myself a ticket to that city. This is where, amongst many other places, where the future seems bleak! There're employees of Trenitalia and there're all professional, polite and helpful individuals who speak English greatly and yet there're machines there as well, meaning that soon they might lose their jobs and that's the sad reality almost everywhere in Europe, North America and perhaps many other places in the advanced world. Nevertheless I was directed to a machine by an employee and I don't remember whether it was for this specific trip or another one but when I paid, there was a note on my receipt regarding a ¢10 which I, obviously, didn't understand it. Asked the lady employee of Trenitalia, she told me that the machine had said that it was out of  ¢10 coins and now I'd get it from their cash register. I thanked her and said there was no need for it.

One of many narrow ally or streets of Genoa. Imagine that in a very dark and rainy day when you arrive in the city for the first time and see a young woman standing at one corner! 

The train has a few stops between Turin and Genoa's Principe Station, I think, that is the name. What would surprise you the most, I believe, is the number of African refugees you see everywhere on the train and then in the stations in between and then in Genoa, as well as Bangladeshi filthy rats and other Muslims with long beard, cap, robe and face-cover (for women, of course, called Burqa) which is a total shame for the both sides! Why would the Italian Government let all these people in and why would a Muslim, who claims that they are in constant battle with Christians feels going to be entitled to beg Italians to go there?! Nevertheless I had booked this B & B place in Genoa and by the time I reached the city it was coming down hard! I checked the map and I realized it was only about 15 minutes to the place so I followed Google Maps but not very helpful. I Somehow ended up in narrow, medieval-time, allies of Genoa and was nearly lost! That is where I saw a couple of women in mini skirts, holding ambarellas and smiling! Latino street prostitutes, I confirmed later! Yes. 

If you ever travel to Genoa on train and your station is Piazza Principe, make sure you use the restroom before your trip or while you're on train because in the station you need to pay €1.20 and I'm not a cheapskate! It's the fact that you might not have the change on you and then I think you'd be able to use a card! Sorry! It's just the inconvenience.  

It was crazy to know that Latino sex workers hang out in the narrow, labyrinth-like allies of Genoa in early evening but Genoa being an old port, I read, that has been like this, perhaps for centuries and still exists. It's interesting to know that prostitution is legal in Italy as long as it is not somehow involves pimping, brothels and human trafficking. Nevertheless I never had any interest in short, long-haired, dark-haired Hispanic prostitutes and the possibility of having a sexual relationship in an old Italian city! I was going around and it seemed hours although it was a only a few minutes and then I saw a guy loading a pickup truck I tried to ask him the way and he was nice enough to invite me under the cover because it was coming down really heavily! I don't think he was able to help much, having this language barrier but I eventually found the damn place and used the code to get in. It was a hell of challenge to get into the damn room but I was there.  

Now about this place called La Piazzeta Room where I stayed at for 3 nights, I will post about that separately. 

(Photo, top: I think I took this picture from the window of my seat on my way to Genoa when the train was stopped in Alessandria)