Cross the Po by the Vittorio Emanuele bridge and climb the steep ramp on the far side: ten minutes later you are at the foot of a small seventeenth-century Capuchin church on a hill with the best free view in Turin. The grid of the city centre, the bend of the river, the Mole and the snowy crown of the Alps line up in a single sweep.
The terrace itself is free and unfussed; the church behind it is plain but worth a look. The Museo Nazionale della Montagna inside the monastery covers Italian Alpinism — sometimes a niche interest, sometimes unexpectedly engrossing depending on the temporary show.