On Saturday night I headed over to the Navigli canals area, which is a nicer area of Milan with all sorts of restaurants and litle artsy shops that stay open late. This is also the same canal they built specifically to barge in stone and other materials to build the Duomo. This canal had everything you would expect in a quaint European area: picturesque restaurants, unique cultural shops, and dozens of angry-looking Nigerians selling trinkets of the Eiffel Tower.
I picked a heck of time to come to Italy! There is absolute chaos all over the streets here after the win. My hotel is right by the Duomo were everyone was watching on the big screen. The last time I saw this many drunk Italians is when I went the wrong way to the bathroom at Olive Garden and ended up in the kitchen; and they were not Italians. I think they were Mexicans.
And here is one I got right before the game started:
It’s late afternoon here and I made it to Milan after a long series of flights… four airports and 1.5 meals.
I opened my window from the hotel room and was surprised to see that I had a view of the Duomo. You can see it there on the right.
We took a train down to Milan today where we have a few meetings. Besides spending an obscene amount of time on the vastly overpriced Via Montenapoleone, we visited the Duomo and the Castelo Sfezesco.
Listening to the Italians talk is very similar to listening to the Sims talk.