The final leg of our trip took us back to Milan.
Driving in any city where you don't know exactly where you are going can produce anxiety. But with Doreen navigating, and the Google Lady telling us where to go we were able to get to the hotel and drop off our bags, and the drive to the rental car drop off location without any problem at all.
And Milan is not exactly a "grid" city!
The drop off location was very close to the main train station in Milan. We have been there before, and I just love the brutal, fascist architecture. (what does that say about me?)
Bold train stations are great. Soaring spaces, and plenty of room.
You can no longer get to the trains without a ticket, but you can use your imagination to think about what it looks like.
Or, I could dig back in my archives and find these images:
Now, we are no longer traveling rough.
This is the view from our hotel:
Much more upscale from where we have stayed in the past.
The bike share program in Milan has kid's bikes, too!
wandering around the city, we found this plaque. It was on a building that used to be a hospital, the very hospital where Hemingway recovered from his wounds as an ambulance driver, and subsequently came up with the novel "A Farewell to Arms"
We've been in Milan before, but we've never seen The Last Supper.
This time, we had tickets.
It is in this church:
and it looks like this:
This is inside the church associated with the painting.
Since this was the last day of our trip, we walked down to the Piazza del Duomo, and found a great place to have a spritz, looking at the square
Luckily, Lulu remembered who we were.