Caffe Torino, one of the first cafés in town - gorgeous interior and good coffee.
One of four Roman City gates into Turin. The battlements date from 1404.
Two statues of Caesar flank the Porta Palatina gates - the man enjoyed his own image.
Keeping clean in the city streets.
Home to the infamous Shroud of Turin, which is kept in the royal chapel of the Cathedral of Saint John the Baptist.
Every self-respecting Italian has one.
Personal favourite of the day - Mum, Dad and Super Mario.
Regent Arcade, eat your heart out. I want to shop here!
The best Continental Deli ever - Eataly!
Shelves and shelves of delicious Italian gourmet produce.
You can dine in for lunch, amongst the butchers for a steak, or the fishmongers for spaghetti marinara.
Pesto, which originated from Genova in Northern Italy.
The least stinky fish market I've ever been too.
I'm not a fan of capsicum, but Eataly's packaging and presentation is beautiful.
Turin was the birthplace of FIAT, or Fabbrica Italiana Automobili Torino. I was unlucky enough to own a FIAT Regatta 100s once upon a time.
What was once the factory is now a shopping mall, but the original test track is still on the roof.