Tuesday I came home in Milan. Wednesday, the last day of vacation, I spent part to fix the house and take stock of the state of war on the balcony plants (alive, dead ex), partly to run for Milan, splendidly feasible, either by car or on foot in his semi-desert August ( actually less wilderness of other years).
Milan in August is wonderful, so much so that almost makes the sadness "have to" enjoy the holidays this month, rather than at other times. The traffic becomes viable and the streets empty on average, almost surreal landscapes offer.
The only presence "annoying" are those of the tourist, a script written by no one knows what celebroleso, travel only certain way only crowd and the famous squares. Piazza Duomo wins the palm of the major presence (and so far everything is normal), followed by incomprehensibly Piazza della Scala. The flood of tourists (mostly Japanese) from Piazza Fontana, runs all the way up next to the Duomo, make the two photos of the rite, the first and second all'abbside scaffolding on the facade, then breaking through the tunnel maroni the poor bull and ends at the Piazza della Scala to photograph what must be a legendary theater, but that is nothing outside of that. The most clever to go along Corso Vittorio Emanuele and Via Montenapoleone even some foolhardy, of course, closed for holidays, to get a better picture in front the windows of Armani. For the rest nothing, apart from the upper room.
Sant'Ambrogio, a church jewelry, there remains detached, almost snubbed in its austere splendor.
happens then stopping to take an aperitif at the bar of Peck (due to closure of a Pumpkin gallery where you can drink without being peeled well and pay little, as long as you drink at the bar), go see a large group of Japanese who first ask the list, then they decide to stand up (for fear of being peeled?) and then after having analyzed it easy (about 20 min), all demand, but all say the same thing: an Italian beer. Thank God, Peck has only Menabrea of \u200b\u200bItalian, which is not so bad, but seeing that the place in Milan where you can find excellent quality wines of all kinds, in the place which is a temple of taste to order a beer ... well leave a little 'banned. Fortunately, there is the face of the bartender, who after 5 minutes of waiting becomes a whole program and his jokes were worth 12.50 Euros from the sun to drink!
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