Well we have hit the ground running about as fast as we can,
and we have been having grand experiences one after the other. We left
Scandicci around 6am and headed for Milan. In Milan is a huge city about equal
to our New York City, so it was harder to find our way around. Even though it
was technically one of our “free days” to do whatever we wanted, we decided to
take our favorite tour guide, Dr. G. We caught an old fashioned trolley and our
first stop was, of course, a cathedral. On the way to the church we found the
midnight oil(a hipster coffee shop in Searcy where we go to school) of all
gelato shops and we just had to try some. The shop was a small chocolate shop,
but had caught our eye because of the delectable chocolate fountain calling to
us in the window.
Inside we waited in line to order cones of gelato that they would fill with melted chocolate before they filled them with gelato.
Inside we waited in line to order cones of gelato that they would fill with melted chocolate before they filled them with gelato.
After our bellies were full of sweets we visited the church
and then headed to La Scala, which is an opera house that anyone who is anyone
in Italy, performs in. We visited the Museum for the Opera House, and I wasn’t
really sure what we would get to see. Once inside we got to look out from a few
of the boxes of the opera house. Everything was made with gold and red velvet.
Very royal. The walls were made up of boxes in a horseshoe around the floor
seating in front of the orchestra pit and stage. In the center of the ceiling
was a ginormous chandelier that reminded me of nothing other than the Phantom
of the Opera. I didn’t want to leave the crammed box to let others soak in that
grand experience, but eventually I had to. The rest of the museum was not as
great as those few minutes I got to peak into the theatre, but we did get to see
Franz Liszt’s piano and some really ornate costumes from Aida. Several of us
visited the Home for Retired Musicians dedicated by Verdi, which is also where
Verdi and his wife are buried. It looked like a pretty grand place to live, but
you have to be a famous Italian musician… so I suppose it’s out of the
question. All in all, it was a good day in Milan. Up next… a visit to the
sinking city: Venice!
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