The plane ride to Milan was pretty exhausting. There were times of discomfort. The second plane ride had a lot of turbulence which completely freaked me out but I did some prayers and gave my worries to the big guy upstairs. It was easier to bear knowing the city I was going to was the fashion capital of the world. Once I got to Milan, I had a rocky start at the airport. I could not find the proper queue where my luggage was supposed to be and the nice Italian guys at the airport only spoke Italian (which make sense but did not help my anxiety). I ended up taking a taxi home to a small but cozy apartment on Via Ausonio. I love how addresses work here. It’s really simple and I feel that America should have picked a similar way of making addresses. Inside my snug Italian apartment, I met Neesha and Celeste who will be my roommates on this trip. Throughout the week we ended up seeing the Duomo. That is where I met everyone on the trip. We had a dinner at Karina’s house with everyone and had amazing pasta made by Baylea and cheese bread made my Pamela. It was great! The whole group bonded pretty quickly. I also became a gelato addict… probably going to have one every day now.
