ITALIA milano (more than just a fashion capital)
milano is THE place to be. i guess i am a little biased since i got to spend time with my relatives. . .but still. and because of its location, i have been able to use milano as home base for the last couple of weeks, which is a definite plus!!! besides the most famous opera house in the world (the scala), davinci’s ‘last supper’ painting, the gothic duomo, castello sforzesco, AND the magnificent train staion. . .milano is unique because unlike rome and firenze, random sites are hidden around the city, and you only stumble upon them as you walk around. this was the case as i walked the family dog belle around and got to extensively explore the city!
till my stay in milano i had not met a backpacker who had anything positive to say about it. so i am glad i gave it another chance since i felt the same way when i was here with tiff, alex, and tyson. although all we did was check out the italian super brands (dolce and gabbana, emporio armani, prada and gucci to name as few). . .and eat fifty cent hamburgers. haha. what a difference it makes to have locals show you around!
the nightlife is incredible. we didn’t leave the house till 1:30 am and even at that time people were not out in full force. milano’s clubs are all so gorgeous! with grand chandeliers and professionally designed layouts, sitting at a bar was an experience. i was so let down when their most famous club-’hollywood’ was a dingy dark dance pit. seriously though. i guess it is really hard to get into unless you are a model or work in the fashion industry, so the point of the club is to get in and be seen. my cousin sara knows the bouncers pretty well since she has been going since she was like fifteen. . .and we still had to pass me off as a fashion designer friend from the states. . .i was just hoping the bouncer did not ask me who i worked for. the music selection was hilarious, since the night started with euro-trash pop, then some top 40’s, to a few american country songs, trendy pop punk. . .and then back to euro trash. i was wondering how the hell people were dancing, and then realized most were just shuffling. lame.
hanging with sara was cool since she is like a little sister. we met for the first time in tokyo, but she is more like me than our other cousins in japan. considering i finally just met her but have known the other cousins my whole life, this was an interesting revelation.
things i have noticed about italians (mostly in milano) : they shop at dolce and gabbana like it is their job. love shirts with the designer´s name in block letters across their chests. prepare DOG PASTA for their pet. talk really really loud. don’t seem to use deodorant. shop at emporio armani like it is their job. are crazy drivers. swear a lot. . .maybe even more than the english.
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