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Milano Day 8 – My last few hours and the Salone ends

It seems as if every furniture enthusiast who was in Milan for the Salone Del Mobile had exactly the same idea as me; to rise and shine bright and early and make the most of the last day in the city of fashion and design. The city was abuzz, the streets packed and restaurants struggling to manage the influx.

Cary had pointed out an amazing pasticceria in Udine, situated around the piazza just outside the metro station. Since this was en route to the city centre from where I was staying, I thought it perfectly fine to start the day with a breakfast of delectable pastries. I walked out of this aromatic sweet heaven with a variety and gobbled three treats on the go. I was immediately struck with guilt but consoled myself with a bottle of water, opting to run the stairs in every metro station thinking the foolish thought that this is what most Italians do for breakfast anyway and so when in Milan, I should do what the Milanesi do…

I arrived at the Duomo and in my personal tradition, whispered a goodbye to the icon of the city that has become my second home. The sight of this megastructure never seizes to amaze me and with the sun on my back and doves swarming around the crowd of onlookers, I reminded myself that in the blink of an eye, I will be right back showing off the city to some of my family members. The countdown had begun…

I walked Corso Vittorio Emanuele with speed to reach MonteNapoleone. I had unfinished business here as I still had over twenty stores to inspect for summer fashion that must be noted in the next issue of my shopping guide like Emilio Pucci’s stunning printed silk shirts, Dior’s handbags, Iceberg’s woven ribbon tops and skirts and even Simonetta Ravizza’s summer skirts and dresses cut from tangerine suede. The police brigade added to the atmosphere by making music while artists exhibited their pieces on Via Bugattino. I said goodbye to Erminia in Jaeger Le Coultre, Chiara in Pisa Orologeria, the wonderful team in Testoni and of course, the young ladies in Miss Sixty before walking to Brera for vegetarian pizza followed by gelato naturale for dessert. On the way there, I passed this gorgeous furniture at a store on the corner of Via Borgonuovo and Via Pontaccio.

At the end of it all, on my way back to the apartment in Segrate, I felt like a slug stuffed with carbs and high on sugar, but this was happiness…I had done exactly what tourists in Italy should do; pleasure the senses, eat and shop. The perfect end to a perfect day… 🙂
If only I did not have to leave…










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