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Having arrived in Milan in the evening yesterday, and all of us pretty weary after the long train trip (or flight in Roger and Frances’ case), we decided to chill out today and just wander close to the neighbourhood – especially since the temperature is expected to peak around 30 degrees.

We have had amazing advice from Walter, the hospitable owner of Bronzino House, our B&B serviced apartment. Nothing is too much trouble for him, including the fact that he comes to make our breakfast each day. Last night Walter provided us with a map and suggestions for the best sights to see in our four days here. Today we took his advice and set off for a wander to the “Oxford street” of Milan, the Corso Buenos Aires. Walter’s summation of the street is pretty apt – the street houses H&M, Zara, Mango and many other shops seen in the UK. High Street shopping I guess you would call it, and not particularly tempting today.

As it was getting hot after we had strolled the Corso, we found a cool restaurant,  Boutique 12, which provided exactly what we wanted – small plates and healthy fare (for me, a delicious Vietnamese Chicken salad) and plenty of water, before we began the trek back in the hot sun.

What I have concentrated on today as we strolled around, was to get a feel for the architecture, and to be sure what we have seen so far is not as elegant as a city like Paris, for example. The facades seem chunky and less refined, but nevertheless interesting, and I have noticed a few outstanding doors. Plus it is early days yet, and we are staying on the outskirts of the city centre. No doubt, tomorrow will bring new and fascinating experiences when we visit the Duomo and see for ourselves “The Last Supper”.

Meanwhile, it is almost wine o’clock on the terrace in this delightful apartment ….

Postscript – we went out in search of dinner just after 7pm and most places don’t open until 7.30 so we chose a bar for an “aperitiv0” – pre-dinner drinks and snack – this is what arrived with the drinks for each of us – 2 trays like this one – no dinner required but we did succumb to gelato on the way back to the apartment…