Milan Travel Blog› entry 18 of 33 › view all entries
So we ended up deciding on Milan. I actually had to catch a flight the next morning from Milan to Frankfurt, and none of us had been there, so we decided to check it out. It actually turned out to be a big disappointment. First off, it turned out to be a Sunday, so a lot of things were closed. I can't blame the city for that but it was a definite turn off. The train station is quite a ways from the sites of the city (like the cathedral), so we spent probably an hour walking from the train station through the commercial and industrial part of the city to finally get there.
When we finally did come to the cathedral, supposedly one of the most beautiful in Europe, some schmuck had put a huge sign over the majority of it.
This was actually the most fun part of the day, but it also got really frustrating. We had no map, so we would occasionally duck into the subway to see where we needed to go. Somehow, we knew the address or something. It took us the better part of two hours and some popsicles later to find it, and of course the tickets to see the painting (this thing is in a church, why can't they set it up like any other church, so you can just walk in, see it, and leave?!??!?!!?!?!?) were sold out until September.
I had had about enough at that point, so we headed back towards the train station. We were hungry, so we stopped on the way at probably the only open restaurant in town - and the prices were outrageous for a small portion of food. I finally did make it back to the train station, where I got my backpack back from storage. It was about then that I realized there are two airports outside of Milan and I had no idea which one to go to. So, after asking around for a while, I found out that RyanAir only flies to one of them.
I took the bus to the airport, and since it was late I found a place to sleep and settled in for the night. I had decided that I was now on the work clock, so everything from here on out work would pay for. That worked out well for me :). At some point during the night, a security guard woke everyone up (there were a lot of us sleeping there) and told us to go into some storage building, where we could sleep for the rest of the night. Why didn't anyone tell us this when we were awake? The morning finally came, and I got on the flight to Frankfurt. I got to fly over the Swiss Alps and got some amazing shots from the plane...that was nice :)