Missori

Today was nothing more than a travel day. I checked out of the hostel at about 10 a.m. and hung around the hostel until midday, organising myself and preparing my trips. I then jumped on a train to Milan, which took about 3 hours. I then jumped on the metro and arrived at my hostel. The hotel was quite interesting, the people in my room weren't that talkative but I was quite tired so I spent most of the afternoon in my room. Eventually, a French guy checked in, and we were chatting briefly. I eventually went downstairs to cash in my two free drink tokens you get when you arrive at the hostel and sat and enjoyed my beers. It was a cool bar area that the hostel had. It was open to the public, and people would come in and do work, while others were travellers who were getting ready for a big night. Because it was a tuesday night, our hostel was one of the only places open and was hosting a karaoke night downstairs. I did not have enough money to be able to drink significantly enough to participate, but it did make the place quite lively. Eventually, the French guy came downstairs with two other people who had checked into our room, who seemed quite cool. They were French Canadians. The Frenchman then invited me to a seafood pasta restaurant he had heard was really good. I had barely eaten out in a while because of funds, but I obliged to make some friends and to get a nutritious meal. We returned and sat by the bar again, not drinking, but chatting with the other people in our room before we eventually were ready to head to bed.

I was debating as to whether to head to Lake Como tomorrow, but I did not think one day would be enough. I decided against it as there was still quite a bit around Milan that i wanted to see.Read more