It’s been one week since I arrived in sunny Italy. I don’t just mean sunny, but I think Milan might be located on the sun. I don’t think my Canadian blood, and hair, were prepared for the heat. I don’t like to complain about warm weather since it can feel like we have six months of winter in Canada, but between the heat and mosquitoes, I feel like I’m in some exotic country. As I’m sweating, itching and swelling up from the bites, the Italians are looking as chic as ever. Many whom are in jeans or long pants. Yes you read that correct, jeans in 30+ C.
This past week has mainly been getting settled in the neighbourhood, trips to the pharmacy, FaceTime and some sightseeing in the process. We went to Il Duomo (Milan’s cathedral) and it really leaves you in awe. You can walk up the duomo, but since we had already walked to get there and were sweating profusely, we opted to walk up another day. Another day, as in the fall/winter season. Milan has that particular old meets new charm you tend to find in Europe. One minute I’m in Zara and the next minute I’m in front of a spectacular cathedral.
Speaking of Zara, there is shopping everywhere. In other places I’ve been in Italy, there is usually a designated shopping district, but in Milan, everywhere I turn, there is some sort of boutique or more commercial store. This is good and bad. I’ll start with the good. There is something for everyone’s budget. You don’t have to spend a fortune to find stylish clothes. The bad. There is shopping everywhere. What can I say? I like to shop. But I am trying to hold out until July when basically all of Italy is on sale.
Right next to Il Duomo is Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II, one of the world’s oldest shopping malls. Not like the shopping centres in North America, but like the name says, a galleria of shops and cafes. The stores in there are high-end, but is still a sight to see.
Milan is a city with so much to offer. It’s hard to figure out where to start. We still haven’t even gone to the Expo yet. O dio!
Ciao for now!