Took a quick ferry boat ride across the Lake to Menaggio, which was about the only town left in Como I wanted to see. Probably needed more time to see the sites in the hills above town but all in all, glad I stayed in Bellagio. Took the train to Milan, then another connecting to Genoa. On both legs,I met some of the most remarkable people, including a lady on the Genoa leg who lives in town, gave me tons of tips on places to see, and took the time to walk me to my hotel, despite her place being in the opposite direction . Angels live among us sometimes. Genoa is, in some areas, as raw and gritty as Naples, but similar to its sister city to the south, has one of the coolest historical old port and city center areas. The place is filled with enormous palazzos and at the same time, graffiti filled alleyways that you wouldn't consider walking thru in American big cities but are perfectly fine here. They are filled with the coolest little bars, gelato shops and great restaurants. Ravioli and chianti were the choices tonight. One more morning here, then off to the Cinqueterre.