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Milan, My First Stop in Italy
... compound is. I can imagine a large army bustling about the courtyards in the past, but of course I have no idea what the real history is.
At the back of the castle, I came upon a beautiful view of the Parco Sempione. This park is very green with walkways going every which way. At the far end of the park I could see the Arco Della Pace, a ...
The business city of Italy
Après Rome et Venise qui sont incontestablement des villes d'abord touristique, je dirais que s'arrêter à Milan, une ville bcp plus industrielle fait du bien! Je sais, ça peu sembler un peu contre intuitif lorsqu'on voyage, mais ça fait tjrs du bien de refaire le plein (écouteurs, etc. surtout lorsqu'on voyage à long terme) et de ...
Fall Break Part 1: Milano
We decided to start our Fall Break adventure in Milan - mostly because the cheapest flights were out of Milan, but also because Milan sounded like an awesome city. So we left our apartment early Friday morning to make it to the train station, however, we missed the first train to Milan. So we hopped on the second train and were in Milan within a few hours. As soon as we got there, we checked in to our hostel. Let me tell you, I was slightly nervous about the ...
Milan/Milano/Mailand!
... around the focal point of the Duomo are shops and gelato shops. Also in the square is a small outdoor mall called the Galleria, which houses some of the most expensive shops in Milan. It is the kind of area that Milan is famous for. We walked around the Galleria, and Agatha and I even walked into Louis Vuitton, and Prada and had a look around at all of the unmarked, beautiful purses and such. You know what they say about there not being prices on the ...
Longest Train Ride Ever
This whole entry is dedicated to the 13 hour train ride I had to take from Barcelona to Milan. It departed Barcelona at 8 am. The first leg traveled from Barcelona to Montpellier, all along the coast of northern Spain and Southern France. As we curved around the fingers of the French riviera, my jaw was dropped in awe. Little houses perched on the side of the cliffs over looked the water. At one point our train stopped in a small town near the border ...



