Sleepless Nights Spent Discovering Milan.

Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II, Milan, 2015.

Have you ever walked through a city after the sun has gone down, when most of the tourists are in some restaurant or bar, planning to retire for the night, when couples are going for a romantic walk, and for a while the hustle and bustle of the city seems to be at a bare minimum?

This photograph was clicked on the eve of the last day of the 2015 Milan Expo. I was fortunate enough to be able to accompany a family I know to Milan for the Expo. So we started our little journey from Au, Switzerland on a Friday evening, and were in Milan by 9 o'clock that night. After we left our luggage at the apartment that was ours for the night, the four of us headed to the main city, since we all were famished.

Let me just say, the food was amazing!!!!

Damn, Italy!

Your food is ON POINT!

According to Arno this could be modern art. You know what? I agree.

The things that people pass off in the name of modern art nowadays is ridiculous.

Anyways we all thought that it was hilarious, and for some reason it does look a little artsy. :P

After consuming a purely mind-blowing dinner and an even dreamier Tiramisu for dessert, we went out in the hopes of discovering Milan.

Do you know anyone, who is an ocean of knowledge? They know something about every monument, every place and every discovery. They basically know a little something about everything.

Well, that is Arno for you.

I do not remember any instance, when I might have asked him something or discussed something with him, about which he did not have any clue.

So, he pretty much took on the role of our tour guide, giving us bits of information about every major monument that came our way.

Milano Duomo

That was me holding onto Cäcilia so that she does not run away before we had clicked the perfect picture.

Around 1 am we finally accepted defeat, gave in to exhaustion and decided to head back to the apartment. So, naturally, we walk towards the entrance to the metro, and what do we find out?

That it is shut!!!!

At that point I had already started thanking my stars that I had decided to wear my Nikes instead of some cute sandals, which would have wreaked hell on my feet, had I had to walk home in them.

While I was doing that, the others had already decided to hail a cab.

Thank the Lord.

Here comes the problem.
*dum dum duummm*
No cab driver wanted to go where we needed to go (I swear to God, it was just like being rejected by a rickshaw-wala in India), I guess because it was on the outskirts of Milan.

After a while we did find a cab, that was driven by a person, who did not mind the driving to the outskirts of the town.

All in all, I think that it was a pretty eventful night.