In Genoa
“ Two years ago, I had just picked up two Australians at the airport, in a hurry to take a train from Genoa station to Cinque Terre,” says Antonella Cesaro, 49, a pretty taxi driver. At the first roundabout, I stop and ask them if they want to take the highway or the normal lane which was congested. Just seconds - which saved our lives - I set off on the motorway towards Genoa, she recalls. At the end of the tunnel, at the beginning of the bridge, I stop dead in my tracks. Under the wall of water, I see people running towards us screaming. I thought it was an accident… ”
It was 11:36 a.m. on August 14, 2018, when the Morandi Bridge collapsed on the Polcevera, leaving 43 dead and 16 wounded. “For a month, I neither ate nor slept. I kept seeing people running towards me. When I was able to drive near the bridge, I understood that my time had not come, and life slowly returned, ” continues Antonella Cesaro.
Two years later, while waiting
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