The Piazza Monte Grappa would not be my first choice of a place to sit and watch the world go by.
It is a rather drab place surrounded by unremarkable tall buildings and dominated by a fountain with concrete seats.
Even the bars are less than enticing. The two of them face each other across the square but the tables are arranged under a series of arches which while they give you protection from the rain do little to give a sense of cafe life. So on those days when the sun shines down and you want to feel it on your back you sit instead in a cavernous arch way and endure the gloom.
Occasionally there will be a concession to the sun and the tables and chairs on the eastern side will be pulled out from building but still you are in the shadow of those arches.
And so it was when we wandered through on our way to somewhere more interesting and I stopped to take a photograph.
And maybe on a bright early summer's morning with that freshness in the air, the fountain playing out, and the the huge tree to the south of the piazza it's not such a bad place. So with this in mind perhaps I will inflict you with more from Varese.
Picture; from the collection of Andrew Simpson