Day 04 Tired & Hungry in Milano

After the long travel day from Vaduz — a day that felt like a trilogy of trains, sidewalks, and “Are we going the right way?” moments — Donna and I rolled into Milan absolutely wiped out. At this point in the trip, our pace officially qualifies us for The Amazing Race: Senior Edition. We didn’t need culture or fashion or grand architecture. We needed dinner. And a pillow. Preferably in that order.

Our Airbnb host pointed us toward a local pizza place just a couple of blocks away. Easy mission. We followed our stomachs straight to Alice’s Pizza — a fast-food style franchise we later spotted all over the city. But let me say this clearly: this was not your typical franchise disappointment. This was, “Wow… why is this so good?” pizza. The crust was thin and firm, the bread had this wonderful almost-but-not-quite-explainable flavor, and the sauce and toppings fused into something far better than two exhausted travelers deserved.

While we ate, a young woman at the table across from us struck up a conversation — energetic, friendly, the kind of person who genuinely loves her city and wants you to love it too. She gave us a handful of restaurant recommendations for our visit. I feel terrible that I forgot her name, but we were running on fumes and melted cheese. Her kindness, though, stuck with us.

Before heading out, I took a few photos — the workers behind the counter tossing slices like artwork, the glorious display of pizzas, the storefront glowing like a beacon of salvation to the tired and hungry. Then we made our way back to the Airbnb, squeezed ourselves into the tiny elevator (Italy is apparently designed for people the size of espresso cups), and crashed. Hard. Pillows never had a chance.

Today was long, messy, funny, and unforgettable. We traveled from a quiet morning in Vaduz to the vibrant energy of Milan, crossing borders, landscapes, and several personal limits of patience. But ending the day with unexpectedly great pizza, a kind stranger, and the soft thud of our heads hitting fresh pillows felt like a small reward for pushing through. Travel isn’t always glamorous — most days it’s more perseverance than postcard — but it’s these tiny human moments that make the journey worth it.

Tomorrow… we explore Milan.

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