Milan 2007                                           
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Like a kid at the fair !!

Pure Italian Flair

                        
Stunt riders in the outdoor arena

Dez asked me if he could have a little section to show some of his photos so I said "Yes" of course you you can son...........Enjoy!

Sorry 'bout that but we have to humour him!   

I've never seen so many posers in one place in my life, but that's what Milan is all about - everyone is a closet catwalk model, even the guys.......Hell, especially the guys!  It's an expensive, overly vain, prima donna of a city, but for all that it's really quite beautiful. The architecture we manage to see during our short stay is nothing short of awesome. This is a city that's never done things by halves - everything here HAS to make a statement.

The Naviglio area of Milan where our hotel was situated

Now THAT'S a bar

The Galleria Vittorio Emanuelle II - or a bloody big arcade to you and me!  Situated opposite La Scala Opera House.

Reputed to be the oldest shopping mall in the world

The imposing entrance to the Galleria from the the Piazza del Duomo

The spectacular Milan Cathedral  (del Duomo), is the 3rd biggest in the world.  It's being cleaned at the moment hence all the clutter. 
It was built mainly between the 14th and 19th centuries and was never actually completed as work still continues on it.

 
This place is so vast inside that photos just can't do it justice

For  6 Euros there is a visitors lift that will take you to the cathedral roof.......or you can walk it up the stairs for a few Euros less - Pete ! 
From up here the stunning architecture of this magnificent building can be truly appreciated, It's mind boggling how this was ever built.

                                               It looks so delicate but it's stood for hundreds of years                                    (Photo Dez)

Pizza del  Duomo from the cathedral terrace

Somewhere up a little back street we found this - the official Ferrari shop. Rude not to go in for a nose around really

This is the top floor - "Luxury Items" it said on the board......We couldn't afford anything here! 

They have to wash the slobber off the window 5 times a day!

Yours as an ornament - a mere € 47.600,00 (£33,000)

Posin' Italian style .......Howard and his "special" little firend

Well that just about sums up our trip to Milan, we managed to pack a fair old bit into a couple of days but I must go back one day to have a proper look - maybe with Wee Jim.

One last story - Steve. What a pain in the arse he is to room with when he's pissed, I wondered why the other two were so keen to shaft him onto me!

He decides on Wednesday night that he's going to have a few drinks, which has ended up as a few too many. We try to get him to come back to the hotel with us but he refuses because he's now latched onto two young Russian lads who are in Italy for a football match (Dinamo Kiev - they lost!)  By the time we leave they've become his new best friends, so I go back to our room and leave the door ajar because I knew he didn't have a key to get in - if indeed the night guy actually let him in his drunken state.

An hour later and I'm woken by someone heaving on the door buzzer,  I shout out that it's open and in walks Steve with his new best friend in tow, Ivan the Terrible, so I ask him what the hell he's doing.  "I've brought my new friend back for a little drink" he slurs, then proceeds to attack the mini bar and empty it of anything and everything alcoholic.  By now I'm getting a bit pissed off with him, so I tell Ivan to get him the F**k out of our room and go drink the contents of the mini bar in their room instead.

Ivan now panics a bit when he sees what Steve's shoving in his pockets so he starts taking it off him and putting it all back.  As he's putting it back Steve is taking it out again - it was a bloody pantomime!  Eventually they leave and lock the door behind them, so being an eejit I get up and open it again leaving it ajar.

Another hour or so passes and I'm well away when the buzzer goes again and wakes me up , so I shout to Steve, "IT'S OPEN"  but it wasn't, the daft sod's pulled it and locked it again.  I'm then treated to 20 minutes of him banging about in the bathroom, when he's finished he turns all the lights out and I think "Thank Christ for that"..........Then I feel him trying to climb into my bed !!  I put the light on again so he can find his own, which he does and collapses onto it.  Finally at 4 in the morning he goes to sleep and is soon snoring his head off.  Me? ... I'm wide a f**kingwake now and can't get back to sleep! 

Got my own back the following morning though, woke him for breakfast and he said he wanted a shower and he'd follow down, so as I leave I take the electronic door key with me - it operates all the electrics in the room so when you remove it, everything goes off. He has to get showered and dressed in the dark with no telly - great!  Next time we go away some other soft bugger can have him to room with.  Nice fella though - sober!

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