Tomorrow I go to a far-off country and continuing the theme of random pictures from Google images, here is one from typing in the title.
Unfortunately, it is business and not pleasure. Such is life. I am unlikely to be able to post anything.
We’ve had a lovely couple of days away. Enjoying the atmosphere, the climate, the country and, most importantly, friends’ company, good food and wine.
Strange thing, this ‘getting fresh air’ or, as they often seem to say here ‘changing the air’. Continue reading
When we first came to Italy, we did nothing. Well, obviously we did things, but we had no jobs, no reason to get up in the morning, to leave the house (apart from the dog and buying food). We had money. It was the plan. It was what we had decided to do. Nothing. Just be there. See how life was. See what would happen in the future. Continue reading
During the day, occasionally, V & I have email chats. Here, I will give the one we had yesterday – well my bits anyway, because they tell of the new clocking in card that I have to use. Continue reading
To be honest, Milan may be one of the fashion capitals of the world but, in the main, most people here continue to go about their business as if it was just a normal city. Fashion Week (there are four) just means a lot more traffic, full restaurants and waif-thin models on street corners with maps looking for the place of their next job. So it was, to be honest, for me too. But, finally, I saw something of what it is about.
Today, as I am driving to work there is another accident. I crossed the lights and found myself in a traffic queue which, unfortunately meant that I was blocking the traffic traversing the road I was on. So, in order to avoid the blaring of horns by cars that would come right up to my drivers door, and because I am driving more and more like a Milanese, I turned my car to the right and pulled up alongside the car that had been immediately in front of me (who, incidentally, was also blocking some of the traffic from the right). So now he wasn’t blocking any traffic, it was only me.
Living somewhere is completely different to visiting somewhere. And, overall, I cant really complain about the life I have here. Some aspects are good and some not so good. But, overall, its OK.
However, there are times when things makes make me remember why I am here.
Updated June, 2010 and again April 2015.
For those of you coming here to find which supermarkets are open on Sunday in Milan, well, now, most of them are. However, one that is guaranteed to be open every day (including Sundays), except 2 days (Christmas Day and Easter Day) is Esselunga in Viale Piave. Also, from what I understand, one that is open almost 365 days of the year is the supermarket at Central station (Stazione Centrale)
Now on to the original post ……..
Actually, that’s not true. Until recently, all the supermarkets in Milan were closed on Sunday. Coming from the UK, this seemed very strange, but you get used to anything.
On Christmas Day, we had a few people over and during one of our conversations with friends, I tried to explain about a misunderstanding that happened before we moved here. Of course, without a lot of thought I am fairly rubbish at telling a story, as N pointed out, and V ended up completing the story. So I will try to be faithful to the version he told, which was far better anyway.