mollyworld

We left Brussels aggressively early on Friday morning to head to Milan. Back to Italia! I was sitting on the plane, reading a book, listening to my 20 songs on repeat, when I looked to my left out the window and saw one of the most beautiful things I've ever seen. It was a clear morning and the sun was rising in all different bright colors at the exact time we were flying over the snow covered swiss alps. I've got a thing for sunrises anyways, I just love them, but this was gorgeous. I was totally having a "moment" thinking about how lucky I am, when the French guy in his bright red puffy vest that kept rubbing up against my shoulder noticed the view too.

For the following 45 minutes he stuck his head in front of my face moving up and down so that he could get a better look out the window. Let me tell you I wanted to murder him. Here I am, just trying to take it all in, and I've got Frenchie over here completely destroying my personal bubble with no hesitation whatsoever. BACK UP PAL.

Anyways. It was still beautiful.

So we got to Milan (which I loved). Everyone was so fashionable! ah. just killed me. Ate Italian food again. Had the best gelato of my life. Rose flavored. In a cone with chocolate in the bottom. Picture gourmet drumsticks. Fabulous.

We went to the duomo of course. Which was beautiful. Saw some stained glass and skeletons. No big deal.

We did a lot of walking and going in shops. Milan was the only Italian city to be bombed and completely destroyed during WWII.  The building that holds the famous painting of the Last Supper (you need to book an appointment 3 months out to see it) was destroyed during the bombing.  The entire building collapsed except for the wall with the painting on it. Now you tell me there isn't something bigger than us out there...

Milan has small little elephant statues all over the city. I don't know why. But I took pictures of my two favorites...

Saturday morning I got up and went for a run. We were planing on taking the 9 am train back to Perugia so why waste time showering right? Well. We got to the train station and discovered that all of the trains until 6 that night were sold out. Of course. We ended up having another great day in Milan but needless to say, I was disgusted with myself by the time we finally made it home.

After the 5 and a half hour train ride home (we couldn't get on the express) we were finally back in Perugia with backpacks full of dirty clothes, tired bodies, and the promise of an actual bed to sleep in that night. 10 days of sleeping on the floor gets a little old. In my excitement, while we were walking up the stairs from the tracks to the inside of the station I completely ate it. Went down hard on the marble stairs.

Typicalities my friends, typicalities.... the trip wouldn't have been complete if I hadn't fallen at least once.

So that's it. 4 countries, 10 days, 1 backpack, experience with new cultures, foods, drinks, people... and now it just feels surreal. But guess what? I think I'm starting to learn the tricks of the trade. Maybe little molly will come back to big old America and not be in mollyworld anymore...

nah.

I like mollyworld. Not trying to leave. It's a pretty happy place.

I'll just be smarter. That's all.

Alright. I'm going to go try and make banana bread. No bread pans. Don't have all the ingredients. Things are getting wild in via del cane today!

On another note, I ferociously cleaned my little apartment today from top to bottom and not only was it a pain in my ass, but it also took me forever. So now I understand why my mom wants to kill me when I leave my stuff everywhere. I, Molly Elizabeth, promise from now on to be cleaner at home.

Okayyyyy that's all for now. CIAO.