Visiting Turin, Italy’s First Capital, Turin, Italy

As I sat on the train at Milan Central Station, I felt a wave of fatigue taking over my body. I could detect a small headache and my throat was complaining a little. My nose had started to run water. I cursed to myself. Was I really getting ill? I even almost fell asleep once the train started going, but I managed to keep myself awake. One of my favourite things about train rides is the chance to see the scenery of the country, and I didn’t want to miss the white peaks of the Alps contrasting against the flatness of the fields I was passing through.

I did get a little sick, but popped some ibuprofen down my throat and got on with it. It does mean that my mood wasn’t the best, and my willingness to pick up the camera, and actually explore was much affected. Still, that same afternoon, I had booked to go to the famous National Museum of Cinema of Turin – mostly because there was a Tim Burton exhibition on, and I couldn’t believe my luck. I had missed previous exhibits in different cities, and as a fan of his work (I had to go watch for the hundredth time Edward Scissorhands that night) I was really excited to go. ...... (follow the instructions below for accessing the rest of this article).