Sorry everybody for such a delay in my writing! I've had quiteee the weekend (which I will talk about later), but for now I will finish up my Milan story.
On Sunday, Holly and I decided to go on an all-day excursion which included a boat ride, a tour of the city, a bike ride, and lunch. It lasted from 9:30 AM to 6:30 PM.
When we first got there, we realized that we were probably the only non-Italian people. Our boat drivers spoke English so we felt a little bit better about it - until they asked us to blow off the entire tour to have lunch with them. Needless to say the answer was NO.
Everything else was fine until we got to the guided tour. Imagine Holly and I standing the back of a tour group in front of a church, listening to a tour in Italian and pretending we knew what she talked about. We even went so far to turn around and look at something she pointed at to pretend we understood. (All the while our boat captains were staring at us from the side waiting for us to leave the tour. Not gonna happen).
Finally, after laughing quietly in the back of the tour about how awful it's turned out, Holly went up to our tour guide to ask if she spoke English. THANKFULLY she did, and she would explain everything to us in English after explaining it in Italian. She was so sweet and she said it was a treat for her to have us on the tour since it is usually filled with old people.
After the tour, we got our bikes and headed into the countryside. It was so much fun! We would bike for while, then stop for a little tour, and so on. After 2 hours or so, we ended up at this realllyyy nice restaurant for lunch. It was a 5 course Italian meal! It was a little difficult to explain our vegetarianism, but we finally got the point across. Afterwards we biked back to the boat and sailed home.
Holly and I biking through Milan!
That night we went out for some appertivos again - delicious as usual. Holly and I got some authentic Italian gelato (soooo good!), walked around by the river, and went home so we could sleep before our 9 AM flight. We never did end up paying for our hostel room.
This past week has been a blur. Monday night we had a jazz catamaran cruise on the mediterranean, tuesday night we watched a Casteller's training session which is essentially a human tower. We went just to watch them practice, and it's ridiculous how high they can make the towers.

A Casteller's tower - the people at the top are kids about 8 or 9 years old.
This weekend in and of itself was so eventful that I must save it for a later post. I'll write about it quickly I promise!!
Hasta luego!
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