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Post card views We wake to cleared rain, an overcast day but incredibly surprising are the snow capped peaks surrounding Lake Como. The scene has been stolen from a post card or the top of a box of beautiful chocolates. The only thing missing from the scene are the two swans we saw gliding across the water yesterday. We walk along the lake to a 12 century church of Sancta Maria del Tiglio with what looks like a 16th century church built inside the walls of a 15th ...
... for the
oldest member of the group due to way to much alcohol. Dancing to a
heavy beat as the pain from my heels stabs the bottoms of my feet and
shot up my legs, I take a second to consider sitting down but that
thought quickly evaporates when you have to pay for a table to sit at
or when you realize how much it will suck to stand back up again
afterwards.. oor when you realise how much fun you ...
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 ...
... industry. One men’s wear store had a Lamboughini in it – for marketing purposes I believe!! Many of the men are really well dressed. We spent time in what we thought was a department store – but not an affordable one. What was also interesting was that Milan has these little trams – surprised us. We got a bit lost but did eventually find the La Scala building – couldn’t be bothered and the Paris one looked a lot better. We ...
... had actually arrived.
We had a very short wait during which I was reintroduced to the joys of having to pay to use the toilet, thanks to the Thai chicken of the night before or perhaps the lurgi that thankfully I seem to have shaken! This is one thing I won’t miss about Europe – struggling to find change to give the smiling plump lady at the little desk in the loo when your insides are trying desperately to become your outsides!