Genoa has intricated and narrow alleys in the Old Town. The city truly is labyrinthine and claustrophobic but in a good way, so that getting lost throughout was a pleasure (althought, having I zero sense of direction, I thank goodness I was not alone, otherwise you would have found me lost there, still now).
Losing the way everywhere (an art I master) always grants me the sight of picturesque, unexpected and beautiful situations, and Genoa had plenty to offer to a wanderer like me.
But the city perfecly counterbalances its obscure alleys with the openness and vastity of two gems: the Spianata-Castelletto viewpoint and the harbour. It’s a triality that spoke so much to me: the darker Old Town, the majestic sunset from the belvedere and hours of peaceful walking along the harbour quays.