In April I was lucky enough to take a trip to Milan. I had actually booked it back in October. I had wanted to visit Italy (particularly Milan) for years, so one day I just decided to do it. I was working at a dance studio as the studio manager/bookkeeper and while I loved my job (and I never thought I could love any job. I mean, my dream is to be a housewife), I felt like my life was just wake up, go to work, go home and do it all over again. Yes, unfortunately that’s most people’s lives, but we should all be allowed to treat ourselves every once in a while, right? Unfortunately, the landlord decided not to renew the studio’s lease a few months later and let it just end in June, but at least I had a trip to ease the disappointment of having to leave a job I loved.
This was a big step for me. I’m one of those people who want to see the world, but I also get panicked at stepping out of my comfort zone, no matter how excited I am or should be. Back in 2013 I went to Stuttgart, Germany (another beautiful place) to see my boyfriend at the time and I had a bit of a panic attack one night. Not fun. I decided that I needed to just push myself to go somewhere that I had wanted to go for a while and enjoy myself. Luckily, my friend Esther joined me in Milan and we had a great week together, exploring places and eating fabulous food.
The plane ride didn’t start off so well. I’m a nervous flyer so I was overly alert and stressed the entire 9 hour trip. My friend Simona and her boyfriend Davide were going to meet me a few hours after my plane landed and show me around Milan. They live in a nearby town so it was really nice of them to come by and take me around.
This was a cafe a few feet down from my hotel. Esther and I got back to the hotel one night to find a bunch of breakdancers performing in the corridor.
This was the scene even in the early afternoon. It was like the party never stopped. Nobody hurried in Milan. It was so different from NYC. One of my pet peeves are people who wander around with their heads up their asses, failing to realize that people live and work in the place where they are visiting. I try never to be that person, but I noticed that even people in business suits were very relaxed and never hurried.
How Italian is this? I never saw so many motor scooters in my life as I did during this trip.
Everything was so exciting to me. I couldn’t stop taking pictures. I guess it’s like how when people come to NYC and are taking pictures of the most random things. I took my Sony DSC RX100iii as I was too physically exhausted to deal with the weight of the a7Rii. It isn’t an overly heavy camera but when you’re toting it around for hours it can feel that way.
What exactly is the name of this? I kept thinking of it as a “street train” but obviously that isn’t the name.
The first stop (after cutting through a gorgeous park near the hotel) was Sforza Castle.
Seeing these beautiful places was so indescribable to me. I couldn’t believe that I was actually here, seeing this with my own eyes instead of looking at pictures on the internet and Instagram like I usually do with things.
The feelings I got from being in Milan was similar to how I felt when I was in Germany (even with the panic attack). The world is so big and beautiful and it’s a shame that a lot of people don’t get to see it, either because they don’t have the money to spare or some other reason.
The next stop was the Duomo. Seeing it in the distance was amazing. It’s so big and beautiful. I managed on the last day of my trip, when I was walking with Esther, to take a picture of it with my phone through the window of a nearby store. It’s now my permanent wallpaper on my lock screen.
It’s so weird. Normally I despise crowds and big cities, but I loved Milan. I want to go back one day. Esther and I were both talking about how even though there were a lot of people it was clean and quiet, at least to us. Some of the people I know in Italy (who live in other parts of Italy) don’t like Milan and say it’s noisy and dirty. I guess it’s all about perspective. I’m comparing it to NYC which is an introvert’s nightmare. Times Square, anyone?
After that it was on to Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II. At Simona and Davide’s urging I even put my heel on the bull’s balls and spun around three times. I had to look up what it was. I just know that there was a crowd and people kept taking turns putting their heel in an indentation on the floor and spinning around. Apparently spinning three times means you want to return to Milan.
After Simona and Davide left to go home, I decided to go out later to walk around to try and get the feel of the place and also to try and get some night pictures. This time I took my Sony a7Rii since I didn’t intend to be out for very long.I didn’t really take the subway much while I was there but I like to take pictures of the subway maps of places where I visit. This was the Moscova train station and it was right down the street from the hotel.
How beautiful is this? It’s even more stunning in the day time. I would pass by it at least once every day.
This was a church that was a few minutes walk from the hotel.
The architecture, and the street scenes in general, were just so fascinating to me. I could have sat outside for hours and just watched the people walk by.
As I had had a long past few days, I decided to head back to the hotel. I’m glad I chose this hotel. It’s close to a lot of places to eat, walking distance from the Duomo, and right down the street from the Moscova train station. The hotel staff was also really nice which is always a plus. The breakfast was delicious. I still think about that food. It was a buffet style and I didn’t want to hold up the line so I didn’t take any pictures. I was so anxious to dig into my food that I didn’t even take pictures of my plate. A truly rookie mistake for a blogger. 😆 You’ll just have to trust me that the food was delicious.