This morning I booked a weekend in Milan. I can't wait. I love the Italian culture and slip into it so easily that I often wonder if I am really the lost love child of an Italian Count or something. There's nothing better than people watching in an Italian piazza as you sip your double shot expresso and observe how the Italians do life. Either side of the trip is a ropey flight in an Ryanair plane that treats passengers more like prisoners of war than people flying off in search of La Dolce Vita but hey I'll worry about that when I'm in the air.
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