This morning we packed up our bags and caught a street car back to the Duomo to take some pictures of the fashion week preparations before a street car to the main train station. Once at the train station, we had to catch a bus to go out to the Milan Airport, which is far outside the city. From there, we had to take a little airport shuttle to finally find our hotel, which took a good chunk of the day. We ended up relaxing in our hotel room for the rest of the afternoon and updating our blog, waiting for the restaurant to open in the hotel. We were really out in the middle of nowhere. The whole time that we had been driving through Tuscany, I was trying to get a picture of a run-down farmhouse, but since we were in a moving bus the whole time, we had a tough time getting a clear picture. I looked out the window of the hotel in Milan, and low and behold, a run-down farmhouse. Unfortunately, there was also a thick screen in the window that we had to shoot the picture through.
We were starving by the time the restaurant opened, so we ate quickly, confirmed our booking on the airport shuttle for the next day, and rolled into bed. Italy had been amazing, but our last two days in Milan had made us ready to get to Paris.
