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... takes us over the road to place to educate us in the Italian way of ordering a drink at dinner time and getting a feed off the bar from the beautiful finger food they have kindly put out for you while you eat. Calamari, olives, breads, pastas and much more. It is amazing that this array of food is put out for anyone who is drinking. While being polite with Jenn and Don as the dinner the girls have prepared is waiting for us, we head home to enjoy a night of good food and ...
... br> having! As the oldest of the group, 29, was wasted beyond belief, and it
was much to difficult to take care of her, we figured she was old
enough to take care of herself and whatever would happen throughout
the night. My friend, Louisa, who invited me to the party, had many
friends in the club. She was running here and there saying hello and making new friends so as you can imagine, I did not ...
I am not sure if it is
just the people I have met so far or if it is a cultural thing or
even if it is everyone out there, but when someone asks me a question
in Italian and I respond with “I'm sorry, English.”, they give
you this eye rolling look and say “oooooooooooooh.....
(pause)...... English...” as if they just heard about their
neighbours dog being struck by a flying UFO. These reactions come
from about 65% of ...
The Italian leg of my journey was a bit all over the place as I was in Milan 3 times, with Venice and Rome in-between. So for the purposes of this blog i've lumped all of Milan images and details together and will post separate entries for Venice and Rome.
So... Milan is a melting pot of culture, grunge, chaos, high fashion, trends and energy. It was an amazing contrast after Stockholm and ...
... Hell, complete with marionette monsters and demons, an ancient dragon which breathed silk fire when the handles were turned plus a large set of bellows which made “lugubrious” sound-effect noises (not sure of the veracity of the translation on the card here!).
Time was getting on, so we returned to Baveno on the ferry and walked up into the town via some shady passages as far as the ...