Back to early October when we escaped the kitchen renovation for a while and flew to the south. We have been holidaying in a dozen or so towns and cities in Italy during the past ten years but had never visited Milan before.
We stayed for three nights and did see and experience quite a lot, considering the weather was not that good all the time.
We attended a matinee ballet at the Teatro alla Scala extempore on a rainy afternoon. We saw many of the most important sights, a few churches and a castle, and spent a lot of time on downtown streets and piazzas.
You might have noticed I didn’t mention anything about the activity most commonly associated with travelling to Milan. I never was any shopaholic, unless perhaps in the case of great fabrics at greatly reduced prices or more recently something special but reclaimed for my home. These days practically the only shops we cannot help entering abroad – in addition to coffee shops of course – are bookstores. Those could never let you down.
Our accommodation, on the other hand, was a bit of a disappointment. The place was restored from a former convent where the bedding seemed to date back to those times, too: a mattress hard as stone and a simple blanket. However, the other two places I managed to find for the rest of our Italian stay were from another world completely. Just wait and see.