Livorno is situated on the Gulf of Genoa. To get there involved:
waking up
taking a train to Pisa
changing to another train to Livorno.
Now, I won’t say I’m a lazy tourist, but why can’t they sort of cluster all the attractions in one or two blocks, very near the train station. If I was in charge of city planning, that’s how I’d do it. I walked, trudged, shuffled for 45 minutes before I found the centre of the city. And, I just knew I’d lose my way on the return trip. And, I did.
Anyhow, Livorno has a canal running from the Gulf through part of the city. It disappeared under a big piazza, I didn’t find out where it emerges again. I’d like to have the boat parking franchise here.
There’s a huge Central market building on one side of the canal. I’ll bet it’s busy during opening hours.
Jane, another indistinct stemma for you!
Livorno is such a copy cat. It has its own Arsenale, just like Venice. It doesn’t look quite as ancient though.
Being a seaside town, it’s not surprising there were signs that folks do some fishing here.
So, then I headed for home, via the shopping district. The porticoes seem relatively modern, including pavement that needs repairs.
One of the best things I saw was the Cisternino … Little Cistern.
Here, you can read all about it yourself.
No Italian city is complete without some sort of bow to Garibaldi, and Livorno is no exception.
I saw other stuff too, but I was in a bad mood by then with all the walking and dodging of traffic that was needed.
The walk back to the station seemed to take forever, and it’s no doubt because I went in a zig-zag manner, instead of straight. Then, I discovered the hard way what “Lato ovest” means. They have skilfully hidden little extra tracks for some of the trains, and the one back to Pisa was in this category. So, I missed the first train, and finally found the next one behind the toilets and some shrubs.
Ah, Italy, you always provide humbling learning experiences!
What a lovely post. I particularly like the statue of Garibaldi. My local town of Anghiari (Province of Arezzo) has a similar one with him pointing into the distance. Underneath are written the words ‘O Roma, o morte!’ (‘Either we capture Rome, or we die!’) Unfortunately the statue has its back to Rome and is instead pointing in the direction of Milan. I guess it’s the thought that counts.
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I wonder who was in charge of the planning when they placed that statue? The one in Livorno is one of the nicest of him I’ve seen, Luca.
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I think he should have been placed the other way round but then his face would not be so visible. I’ll try and find a photo to show you. The one in Livorno caught my eye as it’s quite similar, particularly the plinth.
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I did find a photo, but it’s not very clear, unfortunately. Let’s see if it attaches here. (Your home town looks so interesting!)
Questa foto di Anghiari è offerta da TripAdvisor.
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Anghiari is a really pretty little borgo and worth a visit. Here’s a photo I took of the statue. It’s not too different from the one in Livorno.
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Another excellent, well illustrated, tour. If my name were Bruce I might say it takes the biscuit
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Oh, crumbs, that would take the cake, Derrick. 🙂
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Really lovely pictures! Aren’t you tempted to ‘lose’ your passport and stay there forever eating gelato and cakes? 😉
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And pasta and risotto and drink vino. No, never, ever tempted. 🙂
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and bread …don’t forget the bread! 😉
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Besides, if you just stayed (no matter the excuse) they would just deport you back to OZ and never let you return to Italy and that would be a very distressing state of affairs. For all of us as well as for you.
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Well, it would make an interesting post … being deported.
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Oh dear, it sounds like you were a little worn out by the end of the day. I know the feeling though, when things don’t go quite how you expect. Travelling with no car can be challenging at times.
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There are just some places I don’t get to because I don’t rent a car. Poor me, eh?
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Us too, but it’s better than the stress of trying to drive on the other side of the road. We did that for three weeks in France….never again.
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I hate it when I am visiting a new place and have my cranky-pants on. The first time Marco and I visited Ascoli Piceno, I was completely enchanted. He wasn’t, as he had dropped his camera on the travertine sidewalk 2 minutes after our arrival. He had his cranky-pants on the whole day. The following year, we went back for a longer stay, senza cranky-pants. We went back again and again.
I am loving your excellent reporting as always, Y! Forza! Do they make spritz in Lucca?
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Cranky-pants, I like the phrase! Was Marco’s camera damaged?
I haven’t even thought of a spritz, Susie. Do you suppose I’m coming down with something? 🙂
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I thought we were going to play that game. I was expecting you to say you saw something starting with Y and then it would be my turn. “I’ve been to Livorno, and I saw a yurt and a helicopter.”
But I guess I can be happy with pictures of fancy water tanks instead.
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That would be a fun game. I’ll bet you’d be good at it!
Today, I’m heading in a different direction. Let’s see if I’ve left my grumps behind.
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It’s a bit different from Myrtleford isn’t it.
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It sure is! If I walked that long in Myrtleford I’d be in Ballarat. 🙂
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glad you finally found your train…behind the toilets and some shrubs. Sounds very like my own kind of experiences with Italian logic!
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It sure sorts out the sheep from the goats. And, you know which group I fall into by now, Cynthia.
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A nice journey again. Does one need a GPS to find the way around? What about the public loo’s. Are they OK? At my age that would be of main concern. Never mind the Cisternino, where are the toilets?
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Here’s what you do. Spot a bar (*), peer through the window to spot the WC sign, go in and order a cup of coffee (or whatever takes your fancy), then slope off to the loo. Repeat during the day, as necessary.
Isn’t cisternino a nice word?
(*) Most of you will know that a bar in Italy provides everything from coffee through to spritz, not like the bars we’ve got in Oz, for example.
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As an American tourist said of Windsor Castle ‘Why on earth did they build it so close to the airport?’
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See, it’s logical, right? So, why did they do that? 🙂
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Tickled by the Cisternino – how big is the Cisternone?!?
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Well, I’ll have to back and find the big boy, Caroline!
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It’s not everybody who carries a compass with them either, when they are trying to catch a train.
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I had a flippin’ compass Bert, but, I knew better, of course! The compass might be wrong. 🙂
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Oh that exact thing happened to us in Florence. What are those tracks doing hidden like that. We made our connection but only after running at speed nearing cardiac arrest inducing levels of exertion. Wowza.
I appreciate your tour but yes too bad those city planners don’t have the tourist in mind. 🙂
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I’d seen the signs, but they didn’t register in my grumpy little brain, Sue.
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Sorry you were in a bad mood, but Livorno is lovely.
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I was tired, shouldn’t have inflicted myself on Livorno that day. And, I’d take a bus to and from the centre next time
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Italy! So much zest for life – all over the place!
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Indeed. Instead of clumped in one spot.
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Hmm, wonder if the reason all the “sites” aren’t in the same spot is because hundreds of years ago when they were built they had no idea that there was such a thing called “tourists” who would be hiking from the train station (Mamma, what is this thing called “train”?) to see them. They were just ordinary places to the people who lived there at the time.
Traffic! Dodging cars and motorbikes! Yikes!
Dorothy, we are not in Venice anymore!
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Meh! What happened to the concept of forward planning?
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Italy is totally on my bucket list, now I have to bullet-point Livorno! Great post, come visit me, my blog is lonely….
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Aww, don’t be lonely!
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I just got a hit from Livorno! Could it be…?
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Yes, it could be!!! Although I’m a few km away, in Lucca. Put that city on your “For sure” list!
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I haven’t done it justice, it has an interesting history for sure!
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Livorno is lovely – and seems worth your effort! The fishing nets is my favorite pic in this post – but the snapshots you gave show a nice taste of this place – #loveitaly
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