The train trip from Torino was quick and comfortable and Milan's Stazione Centrale is truly an amazing piece of architecture. It was worthwhile just appreciating that station while searching high and low for the baggage check-in (they call it "left luggage" which I always find amusing...what is not amusing is how badly the signs are arrayed to send you in circles for an hour until you finally find the luggage dropoff in a tiny corner with no outside signage worth a damn). Visitor information (Ufficio di informazione tourismo) is non-existent, with the exception of information on the city's Expo. I am pretty sure the porter I approached for assistance told me to go pound sand (or something a little more crude since it seemed to be only one word :-)).
Leonardo's famous painting of the Last Supper is truly a wonder. It was never a real fresco (painting on wet plaster) but rather used tempura painting on a dry wall, and therefore has not born the test of time and ravages of temperature, humidity, wars and vandalism as many other famous works. But the restorations have been very effective in cleaning up as much of the image as possible to expose Leonardo's brilliant color application. Once again we are brought back to an ancient time and walking the footprints of the master. Elisabetta and I both felt very emotional in the presence of the maestro's work.
After a visit to do some sketching and photos of the Castello Sforzesco, we headed out to Via Collecchio where we met our BnB host, Chiara, and were invited to join her and her friends for a dinner party in her garden. It was truly the best part of our visit as we shared molti vino e cucina e divertimente (lots of wine, food and laughs) with a very friendly group of Italians. We invited them all home to Nova Scotia and they promised to come one of those Christmases in the future.
Ciao, Milano - and now onward to Siena and Tuscany.
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