Switzerland flaked. We took a train to Milan and decided to book another night in Italy. Funny story with the baggage guy...read Brad's post.
We stayed at a hotel through Hotwire. Not that bad of a place.
The Last Supper is located in Milan, but reservations to see it were booked up until Wednesday. No go.
So we walked around Milan. Turns out there was a huge Pride Celebration. Sweet.
Does anyone else see a half-headed woman carrying a baby?
Plants and urban living
The view from the top of the Milano Eiffel Tower.
Milano Pride!
During dinner, I was asked by a kid (15-20 year old) for a kiss. He said, "Happy pride! You kiss?" And then he leaned in to kiss me. I turned my cheek and we did the Italian three kisses. It was funny. Lots of love.
There was so much love for each other, but not enough for the environment. Made me sad face.