So we left Torino for few days and heade with Giorgio down to the Italian Riviera. We were in the Northern part, which is mainly a vacation destination for older Italians. At first I had a strange feeling walking around and decided I didn't like the place. But Giorgio told us that he always felt like that when he first came down to the seaside from the mountains. Apparantly the difference in pressure is so great that it affects your mindstate. He was right, after a few hours I felt better, but I still didn't like the place. The beaches just weren't that nice and they were totally hogged up by cafes which charged to sit under their umbrellas. It was a nice little side trip anyway, we had some amazing seafood and saw some cool little old towns.