Bet you guys thought my trip ended in Florence, since my last post about our Europe trip was months ago! Nope nope! Good thing I wrote about everything in my damask journal-- I have already forgotten some of the details!
After saying good-bye to Stine and Massimo in Fiesole, my brothers, Zach and I shopped a bit in Florence before heading to the train station so we could travel to Milan. By this point, we were all exhausted. I was still getting over being sick, and Zach and I had been traveling for 12 days nonstop. I went to grab a book from the book store and I returned to find my sweet man guarding my stuff while he caught a quick nap.

Milan's train station architecture was really interesting to me. I read that it was built under Mussolini's reign and it's kind of a fascist look. I think it looks like a big hangar or something.

I was desperate to check out the Duomo--I'd heard the architecture was like none other. I LOVE gothic buildings, and this was supposed to be Gothic to the extreme. I also was anxious to get there while the afternoon light was shining. We were carrying our lives on our backs, so we needed to drop off our stuff at our not--too--distant hotel. We walked through a much more business-like city than I'd seen anywhere else in Italy. Everyone was in sexy Italian suits. Zach was in heaven. I rushed us on to go back to see the Duomo and take a quick photo before the light was all gone.
Image captured, the next thing on the agenda was FOOD. I hadn't eaten much at all all day, so I was famished. We saw a advertisement for Chinese food with an arrow pointing down a street, so we decided to go there. As much as I love Italian(it's my favorite cuisine by far) I'd had quite a lot of it by then, and I welcomed the thought of something different. The city is laid out nicely, but advertisements were not, and we wandered around for a long time looking for that restaurant before collapsing into an Irish publike restaurant. Sadly, I ordered spaghetti again. However, Zach ordered this sausage meal that looks just like--- well, you judge for yourself.

The next day we got up really early to try to see "The Last Supper" painting. We weren't sure when we'd be able to go, if at all, so we didn't take our guidebook's advice and book a viewing months in advance. We'd gotten in to the Accademia Museum in Florence without too much of a wait, so we figured we'd try anyway. Thanks to The Da Vinci Code movie, the church where it was located--Santa Maria delle Grazie--had mandatory reservation requirements. There was one ticket available, but there were 4 of us so we passed. I did like the fence around the church!


Zach was really hungry, otherwise he probably wouldn't have eaten that after I told him I thought it looked like a big turd. :-D
After dinner we headed back to the hotel for some much-needed sleep. Here's where we stayed! It was a really cute hotel.



Walking from the stadium to the horse, we passed this cute house with crawling vines all over it.

We passed the trotting track too. I saw my very first trotting track in Saratoga earlier in 2008, so I was excited to see one again,

There were even some horses getting worked! Italian trotters look the same as the ones I saw in New York.

Next was the regular racetrack.


Leonardo's Horse is the largest equestrian monument in the world right now. According to Rick Steves' guidebook, it's a modern reconstruction of a model created in 1482 by Da Vinci for the Sforza family(the local rich family). The model was destroyed in 1499 by French soldiers who used it for target practice. In 1999 an American art collector named Charled Dent decided to build a replica based on Da Vinci's designs to present to Italy as thanks for the Renaissance. The statue weighs 15 tons and is 24 feet long. Check out how little Jon and I are in this photo!

I've grown up looking at art of horses in this style and I was totally fascinated. it was SO beautiful and huge!


Ok, moving on. :-) We headed back to the hub of our Milan stay--the Duomo. Now we got to explore!


The interior had stained glass windows all along the back illustrating many of the stories of the Bible. The guidebook says their purpose was to teach the illiterate masses the way to Salvation. What a great way to learn!






Behind that side of the Galleria was another little square. I thought this scene was interesting-- a giant sculpture spelling "amor" among all these amorous couples. Even old people! It's so Italy. :-)

Of course, Zach and I had to get a picture with it. :-)

After shopping for a while, we were exhausted, so we started looking for a nearby place to eat. We decided on a restaurant called Ristorante Belvedere. I ended up eating my favorite dish from the entire trip there-- I had spaghetti with clams and olive oil. We all had a great time at our last meal together in Italy.
When we got back, I took this photo with my brothers--with my camera that Zach fixed!. All of us are wearing clothes we got in either Florence or Milan.

The next day, we packed up and took the metro to the train station to say goodbye to Jonathan and David. They took a flight home. Zach and I headed to a different train station to go relax in Lake Como. I'll save that tale for another post! Thanks for sticking with me through this one!
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