Italy, around Christmas 2012. It was night and cold. My dad got a flat tire and my sister had just got a new camera with many built-in photo filters. I got to stand in the middle of the street alerting approaching cars. Not an unforgettable Christmas, but much better than the previous one.
Thanks sister for the picture.
Welcome to the second part of my attempt to discover what Milan has to offer! In the first part I talked about a few city attractions, but I left out the most important one: its fabulous cathedral, or Duomo. Again on a bike, of course.
Do you all know where I am from? I bet you do. In case you don’t though, my blood is Italian: born and raised there. More specifically, I come from Rome. There’s something unique about Rome, something special, something that you can’t describe but which makes you fall in love with it.
Just as the two Dutch “defining cities” are Amsterdam and Rotterdam, with their love-hate relationship, Italy’s other side of the coin is Milan. People in either town naturally grow up with some kind of negative prejudice about the other one, and I’m no exception to it.
For the first time in my life, I spent a weekend there visiting a friend. I had the opportunity to be a tourist in Milan and find out more about its secrets.
Time with family? Lots of food? Religious climax? Consumerist feast? Whatever it means for you, I hope you have a nice time around this time of the year!