bello milano.

ciao milano.

on my way back to the hostel from dinner i decided to stop and see the duomo at night.

giulio pan e ojo. thank you miriam for the recommendation. it is nice to have a native for a flat-mate. so yum.

santa maria delle grazie. home of leonardo da vinci's the last supper. too bad i'd have to wait months to see it.

gelato da chocolat. pistachio and coffee. the best.

cutest babe.

this fairy is held in the center of pinacoteca di brera.

castle walls.

castello sforzesco.

side-street success. the perfect panini to sit and sip an espresso while surveying the metropolitan professionals on their break.

palazzo reale.

day duomo.

my mappage.

cykelmageren.

a few from my mosey day past.

a stop in this shop, just a few streets away from mine, has been looming for quite some time. although it made me miss mine at home that much more, dormant in its dejection, the visit was altogether amusing thanks to the owner and his exquisite fruit. each is made nearly from scratch. their work is beautiful and oh so tempting.

ace milano.

new norwegian friends.

gol!

after inexhaustible bargain and defeat, we finally made it inside amongst the thick of the a.c. milano fanage.

stadio meazza.

stazione di milano centrale.

mosey.

courtyard of danish museum of art and design.

bicycle gallery.

yesterday. around my way.

slow sunny cruise brakeage.

mormors moseyed madness.

gefährlich.

something good?

us five were so on the one's and two's.

despite killer confabulation chemistry our seat squirming spilled us onto the floor.

encore.

have.

frederiksberg slot.

to celebrate her new to her wheels, miss megan and i met for a round for a few hours.

with the sun visibly pinned on the horizon, we made our way to frederiksberg have to step our way around the waters flooded with large birds. around one wind we found the most peculiar tree, hung with hundreds of pacifiers bound to farewell notes penned in danish and some english. so creep.

killer catch up conversation.

congenial.