After quiet time in Tuscany Robyn and I were quite excited to again be in a large city. It was wonderful to be able to relax in such a beautiful place, but we had become quite restless- and Milano was the perfect remedy for this!
Before we left for Milan we were visiting with the receptionist in Tuscany, and he asked where we were going next. We told him, and his reaction was quite strong. Something like 'Aiyyee, no no Milano!' (or so it goes in my mind). So while on the train we were already quite nervous for what we would find there, seeing as every other large city in Italy has been rather disgusting. Needless to say, we were pleasantly surprised.
Milan was beautiful. I do believe one of the cleanest cities we have been to yet, and people pick up their pets' fecal matter (yay!). The most astonishing feature was how quiet the city was. I really hate loud noises. We find our hotel and are also quite pleased, very clean and with two English channels, BBC and CNN. It is kind of silly how much you miss little things like that, just hearing your own language spoken on a television show. The first night there we wander around the city, have some dinner (nothing special), and head off to bed.
The second day we spend, again, wandering. We find ourselves in the downtown core, where all the designers are. Milan is one of the most amazing places for shopping, seeing as it is a fashion capital of the world. Everywhere you turn there is a Prada, Fendi, or such other beautiful stores. We were in heaven.
One of the best parts of Milan was the people. Well, the men. And just the way they looked really...heheheh. I am a sucker for men in suits, and they were everywhere. So beautiful. I wish I was a man so I could wear suits. Yes Barney Stinson, you are right. Words of wisdom.
The Duomo was yet another church. But honestly absolutely amazing- the outside was so ornate I couldn't believe it. It's incredible the detail work the Catholics put into their cathedrals! We also saw our first gargoyles- yay!
In the centre of downtown there is a street of shops covered by an intricate dome. So it's kind of like an outdoor mall, but with murals on the roof and beautiful detailing. Inside there were expensive little restaurants and more designers. Prada, Louis Vuitton, BMW and...McDonald's? Yes. Right next to Prada was a McDonald's. Good job Milan. Way to keep things classy.
Our last supper in Italy was on Tuesday. Food in Italy had been rather disappointing up to this point, so I wasn't expecting much. But hoping, for my last meal, for something delicious. So I ordered pasta, naturally. Gnocchi in a cream salmon sauce. So good! Finally. Robyn was rather disappointed in her dish- it was quite salty. Oh well. We tried. So we had our last supper in the city that holds da Vinci's painting of the Last Supper. Wheuuu. We left the next day for Aix en Provence, France. One day I will return to Milan, again, when I have more money. And when I am not too intimidated to go into Prada and such because I feel like poor poor scum. One day, one day Jess.
Arrivederci, Italia!
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