miamilan blog

In 2013 no “Giro d’Italia” arriving in Milano (as it used to be), but the classic Milano-Sanremo (also won by McLaren Specialized S-Works Venge bike and used by Mark Cavendish), this year starting from Assago on 17 March, to the “seaside of Milanese people”.
When I was a kid, at school they mocked me ‘cause I was a fan of cycling (a sport “for old people” lol), apart from (vengeance :) a blonde who was always singing the “Giro d’Italia” song with me ;D (“e intanto gira e vaaaa…” = meanwhile it turns and goes, lol - by Paolo Belli)

When we went to Madrid, we were living by night and then sleeping: I wanted to see on tv the “Vuelta a España”, and my companions fell asleep. When they woke up, they were like: wtf are you doing?! they found me fighting against pigeons ahahaha who wanted to enter the hotel room, and I wanted to see the Vuelta and save my companions from the pigeons attack lol (we laughed for years about this).
The heights by great men reached and kept were not attained by sudden flight, but they while their companions slept, were toiling upward in the night… and fighting against pigeons, LOL

In 2013 no “Giro d’Italia” arriving in Milano (as it used to be), but the classic Milano-Sanremo (also won by McLaren Specialized S-Works Venge bike and used by Mark Cavendish), this year starting from Assago on 17 March, to the “seaside of Milanese people”.
When I was a kid, at school they mocked me ‘cause I was a fan of cycling (a sport “for old people” lol), apart from (vengeance :) a blonde who was always singing the “Giro d’Italia” song with me ;D (“e intanto gira e vaaaa…” = meanwhile it turns and goes, lol - by Paolo Belli)

When we went to Madrid, we were living by night and then sleeping: I wanted to see on tv the “Vuelta a España”, and my companions fell asleep. When they woke up, they were like: wtf are you doing?! they found me fighting against pigeons ahahaha who wanted to enter the hotel room, and I wanted to see the Vuelta and save my companions from the pigeons attack lol (we laughed for years about this).
The heights by great men reached and kept were not attained by sudden flight, but they while their companions slept, were toiling upward in the night… and fighting against pigeons, LOL

Risulta che Milano sia la città dove si visualizzano più video su YouPorn. Immancabili sono partiti gli sfottò (anche pesanti) da ogni parte d'Italia, da parte dei soliti sofferenti di complessi d'inferiorità, soprattutto dal solito ufficio sinistri contro: "la borghesia milanese", "i ricchi milanesi", "i lavoratori milanesi", ecc.
Hmm ignoranza a manetta... alcuni piccoli particolari che si sono già dimenticati? Milano città roccaforte della sinistra e dei culatùn modaioli, "governata" (battuta) da Pisapia-Pisapippa. Tra l'altro, città storicamente di immigrati italiani e stranieri, fin dalla fondazione dei Celti, il concetto di "milanese" è qualcosa di molto vago... noi milanesi veri siamo pochi.
Seconda in classifica risulta Roma... seconda a Milano persino a farsi le seghe.

Risulta che Milano sia la città dove si visualizzano più video su YouPorn. Immancabili sono partiti gli sfottò (anche pesanti) da ogni parte d'Italia, da parte dei soliti sofferenti di complessi d'inferiorità, soprattutto dal solito ufficio sinistri contro: "la borghesia milanese", "i ricchi milanesi", "i lavoratori milanesi", ecc.
Hmm ignoranza a manetta... alcuni piccoli particolari che si sono già dimenticati? Milano città roccaforte della sinistra e dei culatùn modaioli, "governata" (battuta) da Pisapia-Pisapippa. Tra l'altro, città storicamente di immigrati italiani e stranieri, fin dalla fondazione dei Celti, il concetto di "milanese" è qualcosa di molto vago... noi milanesi veri siamo pochi.
Seconda in classifica risulta Roma... seconda a Milano persino a farsi le seghe.

We took a tour of Milan’s Fashion and Financial Districts. Beautiful beautiful. I thought they would look like the fashion and financial districts at home, you know, cheap, dirty but great prices…ehhh no…The director of our program, who doubled as our tour guide, said that we could compare it to 5th Avenue in New York or Rodeo Drive in Los Angeles…uh no. Shops in Milan crap on any kind of shopping mall, street, town, ANYTHING you could ever think of ! EVERY DAMN DESIGNER NAME YOU CAN THINK OF, Milan has in its fashion district. According to our tour guide Versace lives in that neighborhood and Madonna visits occasionally.
Now when people told me Milan was the place for fashion, I’m like, “Oh okay, yeah, whatever.” But I was sooooooo wrong. I’ve learned over the years, that I’m not a very fashionable person. I think I tried at one point but finally had a realization like…Sophomore year, that I was going to wear whatever the hell I wanted…and that is okay with me…but I couldn’t help but feel a little insecure walking around those shops. You could eat off the ground in the fashion district. The only thing I have to compare Italy to that I have seen before in my life is the Venetian in Vegas, but I’m sorry, I can’t even respect the Venetian anymore. I’ve seen more fashion and “poshness” in two days of being in Milan, than I have in my whole lifetime, and I have been a couple places, especially with my shopaholic grandmother. I don’t want to waste money on clothes but me and my friend did say that one day we will treat ourselves to one expensive outfit…I’m down…
Even though I can’t afford any of that crap in that part of town and probably will not be visiting often, if at all, the tour was beautiful. I didn’t even feel worthy of being in that part of town.
After the tour we ate at that place where they sold i Panzerotti aka calzones. They were good…
One thing about Italy, it is half the size (geographically) of California, but the same amount of people. 50% of Italy’s economy is in Milan. Everything here is bunched together. People are living ON TOP of each other.
How much Milan is like Los Angeles. It still doesn’t feel like I am in Italy. It feels like I am in like Santa Monica by my homestay, downtown near the Duomo and 3rd street in Via Montenapoleone.
How posh the city is. Everyone is very well put together. It is clean which is surprising since it is just a big city. Plus people are VERY particular about recycling. Part of our orientation was learning how to recycle. If you don’t separate your waste into paper, plastic, glass and garbage, you are fined. The program even warns that they will fine us if we don’t respect this LAW. They even have advertisements encouraging recycling.
The food…I don’t need to say anything more.
Eating and cooking is a big part of the culture which I love love love love!!! I can’t wait to cook with them. Italians eat a lot of carbs and cheese but still manage to stay so skinny! Reason: walking A LOT, smaller portions and clean, natural food. Even their “fast food” is good. Being at the dinner table like an Italian family was interesting. They are very loud and expressive and it makes the dinner experience very enjoyable.
The city is so lively. There is ALWAYS something to do.
My homestay. A very very very great decision to do on my part. It does give me that sense of having a family away from home and preoccupies my mind. It helps me drastically with my language, getting around, learning the customs and culture and not to mention, eating some home cooked Italian meals. My homestay parents are great, helpful and always concerned of my whereabouts.
Italy has more ART per square mile than any other country in the world…
If you thought the outside of the Duomo was breathtaking, you would be so taken aback by the inside. It is amazing. For someone who values their faith as much as I, this was truly a gem. Everything was so antique and holy that I almost did not feel worthy of being inside. I am not Catholic but have been to the Catholic Church in Los Angeles by SC’ and I thought that was amazing…but this…
How could something like that be built without cranes, tractors, etc and withstand centuries?!
They suggested I visit the Duomo on a clear day. They say you can climb the stairs all the way to the roof and see the Alps from there.
After, we wandered back into that store Rinascente. Oh my gosh…8 floors of women, men and children’s clothes, shoes, cosmetics and furniture, ALL designer brands. Here too, I didn’t feel worthy of being around all those expensive ass clothes. And it was PACKED! I saw shoes that were worth more than my life.

We took a tour of Milan’s Fashion and Financial Districts. Beautiful beautiful. I thought they would look like the fashion and financial districts at home, you know, cheap, dirty but great prices…ehhh no…The director of our program, who doubled as our tour guide, said that we could compare it to 5th Avenue in New York or Rodeo Drive in Los Angeles…uh no. Shops in Milan crap on any kind of shopping mall, street, town, ANYTHING you could ever think of ! EVERY DAMN DESIGNER NAME YOU CAN THINK OF, Milan has in its fashion district. According to our tour guide Versace lives in that neighborhood and Madonna visits occasionally.
Now when people told me Milan was the place for fashion, I’m like, “Oh okay, yeah, whatever.” But I was sooooooo wrong. I’ve learned over the years, that I’m not a very fashionable person. I think I tried at one point but finally had a realization like…Sophomore year, that I was going to wear whatever the hell I wanted…and that is okay with me…but I couldn’t help but feel a little insecure walking around those shops. You could eat off the ground in the fashion district. The only thing I have to compare Italy to that I have seen before in my life is the Venetian in Vegas, but I’m sorry, I can’t even respect the Venetian anymore. I’ve seen more fashion and “poshness” in two days of being in Milan, than I have in my whole lifetime, and I have been a couple places, especially with my shopaholic grandmother. I don’t want to waste money on clothes but me and my friend did say that one day we will treat ourselves to one expensive outfit…I’m down…
Even though I can’t afford any of that crap in that part of town and probably will not be visiting often, if at all, the tour was beautiful. I didn’t even feel worthy of being in that part of town.
After the tour we ate at that place where they sold i Panzerotti aka calzones. They were good…
One thing about Italy, it is half the size (geographically) of California, but the same amount of people. 50% of Italy’s economy is in Milan. Everything here is bunched together. People are living ON TOP of each other.
How much Milan is like Los Angeles. It still doesn’t feel like I am in Italy. It feels like I am in like Santa Monica by my homestay, downtown near the Duomo and 3rd street in Via Montenapoleone.
How posh the city is. Everyone is very well put together. It is clean which is surprising since it is just a big city. Plus people are VERY particular about recycling. Part of our orientation was learning how to recycle. If you don’t separate your waste into paper, plastic, glass and garbage, you are fined. The program even warns that they will fine us if we don’t respect this LAW. They even have advertisements encouraging recycling.
The food…I don’t need to say anything more.
Eating and cooking is a big part of the culture which I love love love love!!! I can’t wait to cook with them. Italians eat a lot of carbs and cheese but still manage to stay so skinny! Reason: walking A LOT, smaller portions and clean, natural food. Even their “fast food” is good. Being at the dinner table like an Italian family was interesting. They are very loud and expressive and it makes the dinner experience very enjoyable.
The city is so lively. There is ALWAYS something to do.
My homestay. A very very very great decision to do on my part. It does give me that sense of having a family away from home and preoccupies my mind. It helps me drastically with my language, getting around, learning the customs and culture and not to mention, eating some home cooked Italian meals. My homestay parents are great, helpful and always concerned of my whereabouts.
Italy has more ART per square mile than any other country in the world…
If you thought the outside of the Duomo was breathtaking, you would be so taken aback by the inside. It is amazing. For someone who values their faith as much as I, this was truly a gem. Everything was so antique and holy that I almost did not feel worthy of being inside. I am not Catholic but have been to the Catholic Church in Los Angeles by SC’ and I thought that was amazing…but this…
How could something like that be built without cranes, tractors, etc and withstand centuries?!
They suggested I visit the Duomo on a clear day. They say you can climb the stairs all the way to the roof and see the Alps from there.
After, we wandered back into that store Rinascente. Oh my gosh…8 floors of women, men and children’s clothes, shoes, cosmetics and furniture, ALL designer brands. Here too, I didn’t feel worthy of being around all those expensive ass clothes. And it was PACKED! I saw shoes that were worth more than my life.

^_^ from a girl: [my comments between brackets]
"I don’t know if all three of us just had a bad experience or if it’s the norm but without a doubt Milan is my least favourite place in Italy. [GOOD START, LOL!...I ALWAYS HEAR THE OPPOSITE] It’s main appeal [DO YOU MEAN: ITS] is the designer shops and Gothic cathedral but it really has not much else going for it [AHAHAHAHA THESE TOURISTS NEED TO GET ME AS A GUIDE :]. Maybe we would have had a different experience if we were insanely rich however I still doubt it as I need more than a good shopping spree to stay satisfied. As a female I have never been more creeped out. The men look you up and down and constantly make sexual remarks [AHAHAHAHAHA ANOTHER SHOCKED ONE... WHAT KIND OF PEOPLE DO THEY FIND? SOUNDS LIKE SHE'S JEALOUS 'CAUSE SHE'S NOT PRETTY ENOUGH FOR MILAN...]. Our hotel situation was quite hilarious. All the reviews we had read were about how the owners of the hotel were definitely Mafia or drug dealers [OMG! AND YOU GO THERE?!?! YOU MUST BE QUITE STUPID...]. It was cheap and decent though, so we took that risk [YOU TAKE A RISK ALSO THROWING YOURSELF OUT OF A WINDOW... AND I'M EVEN TELLING YOU... LIKE: MANY PEOPLE TELLING HER "DON'T THROW YOURSELF OUT OF A WINDOW" AND THEN MOAN ABOUT WINDOWS...]. The men that ran the hotel definitely were of the dodgy sort and obviously had to run the business as something on the side so as not to look suspicious. When we looked over our balcony we could see them with quite a lot of bags of some mysterious white substance [FLOUR TO MAKE PIZZA! AHAHAHA OTHERWISE THEY WOULDN'T SHOW IT...] but we were sure that if we stayed out of their way, they would stay out of ours. Discussing laundry with them was quite an experience. The roughest, biggest looking tough Italian men asking how you wanted your laundry done with the most serious look on their face. Priceless.
The first night we arrived we went to the main shopping area to look at all the designer shops at night. Most of which had massive screens and run way shows playing all night. We were surrounded by the filthy rich [I CAN FEEL A POINTLESS HATE TOWARDS THE RICH? I MEAN THE USUAL PREJUDICES ABOUT EVERYTHING?]. So many beautiful women with disgusting older men [AHAHAHA RIGHT, I ALWAYS MOAN ABOUT IT AHAHAHA]. What more would you expect?
During the day we got the bus to the Gothic Cathedral and looked around for all the sites. Being in Milan we obviously wanted to sea [DO YOU MEAN: SEE] the original Leonardo Da vinci painting of The Last Super [DO YOU MEAN: SUPPER], to which we were told the waiting list was a few weeks long [MONTHS! MOST FAMOUS PAINTING IN THE WORLD]. So that was an epic fail [BLAME YOURSELF, YOU SHOULD INFORM YOURSELF BEFORE TRAVELLING... OH I FORGOT YOU WANT TO "TAKE RISKS"...]. Instead we went to the fort which was incredibly boring [FIRST TIME I HEAR THIS, YOU MUST BE ORIGINAL...]. The extremely hot weather of Italy during the summer does not make matters any better [OH THAT'S POSITIVE! AHAHA] so eventually we found a park to chill out in. There was a group of people sitting on a wall playing drums and others dancing around. They looked like complete and utter mad men but they were enjoying themselves so obviously didn’t care and it was highly entertaining for us. Highlight of my time there was finding a Garibaldi monument ad I had just been studying about him in History and he is one of my favourite historical figures [NAH, IF YOU WERE FROM MILAN, YOU WOULDN'T LOVE HIM, LOL].
The food is obviously great as Italian food cannot be beaten [OH THAT'S POSITIVE! AHAHA]. our first night we went to a restaurant in the centre of the city. A small place called Luigi’s [AAAAAAAHHH DOESN'T SOUND GOOD]. I wasn’t planning on eating as I wasn’t feeling too well but the owner of the restaurant happened to be there and he was highly intoxicated as it was his birthday. He joined us at our table although he was extremely limited in English [ALSO YOUR OWN LANGUAGE SPELLING, LOL] and ordered me a free meal. he then asked me to move to Sardinia with him and live in his Villa [Berlusconi in incognito, owner of a restaurant?! AHAHAHA RIGHT, I ALWAYS MOAN ABOUT IT AHAHAHA]. The waiters and workers continuously apologised but we found it absolutely hilarious [OH THAT'S POSITIVE! AHAHA]. Eventually we got a bit bored though so when he went to the loo we took the waiters advice and ran off. Our second restaurant outing resulted in an argument with an extremely angry Italian manager and over-cooked food. Not something one wishes to re-live.
(Milan knows how boring it is that on their postcards they have the words ‘Milano at Night’ and the card is completely black as there is simply nothing to do there.)"
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ALSO, SAME VERSION OF THAT POSTCARD ANYWHERE IN THE WORLD, IT'S A JOKE.

^_^ from a girl: [my comments between brackets]
"I don’t know if all three of us just had a bad experience or if it’s the norm but without a doubt Milan is my least favourite place in Italy. [GOOD START, LOL!...I ALWAYS HEAR THE OPPOSITE] It’s main appeal [DO YOU MEAN: ITS] is the designer shops and Gothic cathedral but it really has not much else going for it [AHAHAHAHA THESE TOURISTS NEED TO GET ME AS A GUIDE :]. Maybe we would have had a different experience if we were insanely rich however I still doubt it as I need more than a good shopping spree to stay satisfied. As a female I have never been more creeped out. The men look you up and down and constantly make sexual remarks [AHAHAHAHAHA ANOTHER SHOCKED ONE... WHAT KIND OF PEOPLE DO THEY FIND? SOUNDS LIKE SHE'S JEALOUS 'CAUSE SHE'S NOT PRETTY ENOUGH FOR MILAN...]. Our hotel situation was quite hilarious. All the reviews we had read were about how the owners of the hotel were definitely Mafia or drug dealers [OMG! AND YOU GO THERE?!?! YOU MUST BE QUITE STUPID...]. It was cheap and decent though, so we took that risk [YOU TAKE A RISK ALSO THROWING YOURSELF OUT OF A WINDOW... AND I'M EVEN TELLING YOU... LIKE: MANY PEOPLE TELLING HER "DON'T THROW YOURSELF OUT OF A WINDOW" AND THEN MOAN ABOUT WINDOWS...]. The men that ran the hotel definitely were of the dodgy sort and obviously had to run the business as something on the side so as not to look suspicious. When we looked over our balcony we could see them with quite a lot of bags of some mysterious white substance [FLOUR TO MAKE PIZZA! AHAHAHA OTHERWISE THEY WOULDN'T SHOW IT...] but we were sure that if we stayed out of their way, they would stay out of ours. Discussing laundry with them was quite an experience. The roughest, biggest looking tough Italian men asking how you wanted your laundry done with the most serious look on their face. Priceless.
The first night we arrived we went to the main shopping area to look at all the designer shops at night. Most of which had massive screens and run way shows playing all night. We were surrounded by the filthy rich [I CAN FEEL A POINTLESS HATE TOWARDS THE RICH? I MEAN THE USUAL PREJUDICES ABOUT EVERYTHING?]. So many beautiful women with disgusting older men [AHAHAHA RIGHT, I ALWAYS MOAN ABOUT IT AHAHAHA]. What more would you expect?
During the day we got the bus to the Gothic Cathedral and looked around for all the sites. Being in Milan we obviously wanted to sea [DO YOU MEAN: SEE] the original Leonardo Da vinci painting of The Last Super [DO YOU MEAN: SUPPER], to which we were told the waiting list was a few weeks long [MONTHS! MOST FAMOUS PAINTING IN THE WORLD]. So that was an epic fail [BLAME YOURSELF, YOU SHOULD INFORM YOURSELF BEFORE TRAVELLING... OH I FORGOT YOU WANT TO "TAKE RISKS"...]. Instead we went to the fort which was incredibly boring [FIRST TIME I HEAR THIS, YOU MUST BE ORIGINAL...]. The extremely hot weather of Italy during the summer does not make matters any better [OH THAT'S POSITIVE! AHAHA] so eventually we found a park to chill out in. There was a group of people sitting on a wall playing drums and others dancing around. They looked like complete and utter mad men but they were enjoying themselves so obviously didn’t care and it was highly entertaining for us. Highlight of my time there was finding a Garibaldi monument ad I had just been studying about him in History and he is one of my favourite historical figures [NAH, IF YOU WERE FROM MILAN, YOU WOULDN'T LOVE HIM, LOL].
The food is obviously great as Italian food cannot be beaten [OH THAT'S POSITIVE! AHAHA]. our first night we went to a restaurant in the centre of the city. A small place called Luigi’s [AAAAAAAHHH DOESN'T SOUND GOOD]. I wasn’t planning on eating as I wasn’t feeling too well but the owner of the restaurant happened to be there and he was highly intoxicated as it was his birthday. He joined us at our table although he was extremely limited in English [ALSO YOUR OWN LANGUAGE SPELLING, LOL] and ordered me a free meal. he then asked me to move to Sardinia with him and live in his Villa [Berlusconi in incognito, owner of a restaurant?! AHAHAHA RIGHT, I ALWAYS MOAN ABOUT IT AHAHAHA]. The waiters and workers continuously apologised but we found it absolutely hilarious [OH THAT'S POSITIVE! AHAHA]. Eventually we got a bit bored though so when he went to the loo we took the waiters advice and ran off. Our second restaurant outing resulted in an argument with an extremely angry Italian manager and over-cooked food. Not something one wishes to re-live.
(Milan knows how boring it is that on their postcards they have the words ‘Milano at Night’ and the card is completely black as there is simply nothing to do there.)"
AHAHAHAHAHAHAHA ALSO, SAME VERSION OF THAT POSTCARD ANYWHERE IN THE WORLD, IT'S A JOKE.