The Hub Hotel
Travel Blogs from Milan
... The massive granite cannon balls used when enemies laid siege were pilled up in the moat, massive things, and you can see the damage the inflicted on the fortifications - but at 6m think and in a cylindrical shape most cannon balls just glanced off the walls. Max was in his element when we got the armory museum, old guns, Knight armor, every scary medieval weapon you could think of, it was gold to him.
We had lunch in a Milan version of the DJs food hall, ...
... and rather like an English seaside town, except that the shops sell foccacias and pizza. Our hotel is half a block from the beach but most of the stoney beach areas require you to pay to get in. You can hire a deck chair too, if you pay. We walked to the "old" town but didn't explore very much more. John picked up a paninni for dinner and sat on the balcony and ate it. What a rough life we lead! We have a tour guide and tour of Cinque Terre tomorrow. Let's hope the sea isn't too ...
... we ended up there after dinner, three subway lines later, for sunset. I learned two important things my first day in Europe: (1) the world is incredibly difficult to navigate without internet access & (2) Kelly & I might as well have a stamp on our forehead that says "American" Overall, I really enjoyed Milan. Getting lost multiple times ended up being a blessing in disguise. We were able to see a lot of the city in the one day we had. Onto the next tomorrow AM, Praha! ...
... in France on the boarder town of Modane where the police have just escorted a back packer off the train, still in very rugged mountain country at the moment we are stopped I am not to sure what they are doing maybe getting the firing squad together or maybe he will have to join the French foreign legion, the time is midday and it looks cold outside by the feel of the window it is, cloud cover is very low on the mountains with cascading water falls every now and then after the storm ...
... who by this stage was feeling much more himself, invited me to join an 80's party they were going to as part of Sara's work. All I had was a snow jacket and grey jumper, neither of which seemed fitting for a party in Milan, but having nothing else to go on I followed them underdressed and unprepared. On the way we picked up one of Sara's friends, Luca, who quickly started teaching me Italian slang for things like booty, ****, and sexy much to the amusement of my hosts. ...
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- Continental Breakfast
- Shuttle bus service
- Swimming pool
- Room service
- Free High-Speed Internet