We went to Milan on the third day of our trip. Due to crazy Italian drivers and undoubtedly high parking costs in Milan we decided to park in Bergamo and take the train to Milan. It was lovely and not too expensive, especially when you consider how comparatively expensive rail travel is in the UK.
I don’t want to ruin the rest of this post for you, but my favorite part of Milan was the train station. Seriously. I love train stations and this one was beautiful:
We decided to forgo the underground and walk to the city centre. This was probably not a great idea. Italian drivers, as I have mentioned, are CRAZY. Crossing the streets, even with a green light, was treacherous and I did not enjoy it.
When we eventually got to where we wanted to be, the Brera Art Gallery, I felt extremely harassed. The gallery itself was impressive but unsatisfying. I knew most of the artwork was Italian and religious but there are only so many different paintings of Madonna With Child you can handle before getting bored. By the end of it I was saying to myself “If I have to see one more floating cherub head with wings instead of a neck…” Like I said, it was impressive, but I got very bored very quickly. Which was a shame.
Then we walked towards the actual city centre and discovered much more impressive sights. Which, due to us not doing our homework again, we didn’t really know existed. First, the Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II which is a 19th Century glass-vaulted arcade that has been transformed into a high-class shopping centre. It was pretty fancy!
Then, on the other side of the Galleria, we walked out into the Piazza del Duomo and found this:
Which, again, I didn’t know existed. It was phenomenal. Absolutely stunning and very, very busy. It was actually the only part of town that was overcrowded, but I certainly wouldn’t want to go there in the middle of the high season. The queue to get into the cathedral was massive.
The Milan Cathedral was outstanding from afar but, if possible, even more impressive when you got closer. For instance:
After standing in awe for a good ten minutes and then taking a dozen pictures we walked towards the Santa Maria delle Grazie which is the church where The Last Supper is. We knew that tickets to see The Last Supper were expensive and sold out months in advance but we thought we’d go and see for ourselves. Well, it was expensive to get in and besides, the tickets had been sold out for months. I was a bit miffed because the three groups awaiting their entrance times were all under the age of seven and wouldn’t have appreciated seeing what is, arguably, the most amazing mural painting in the world, while S and I really would have enjoyed it, but what can you do? I wasn’t going to knock the wee kids over and steal their tickets… So I had to make due with taking a picture of the outside of the building. Like so:
On the way back from Milan we forgot to validate our rail ticket and were fined €50 on the spot for being ignorant tourists. The best advice I can give you if you are travelling to Italy is drink a lot of coffee and GET YOUR TRAIN TICKETS VALIDATED before boarding your train. It was an aggravating end to a disappointing trip, but it was our own fault and so we had to deal with it. Although I am working on an angry letter…
That evening we arrived back in Bergamo around 5:00pm, which is FAR too early for dinner. Most restaurants we saw opened at or after 7:00! We drove to Nembro, the small town at the bottom of the mountain we had to climb to get to Selvino, and decided to have dinner there. Except we had an hour and a half to wait before anywhere was open. We didn’t fancy driving up the 7 mile twisty road and then back down again for no reason, so we walked around the town and discovered that it was quite lovely.
The main church in the centre of the town is the Church of San Martino, and, according to this website, dates back to the 15th Century and was refurbished during the 18th. It was nearly time for Mass, but we poked our heads in anyway and it was an absolutely beautiful church on the inside. There were quite a few people praying so I did not take any pictures, but I would have liked to.
There was also a tiny church tucked away down a side street which I have since found out (thanks to the website above) is the Church of Santa Maria del Borgo. I noticed two frescoes on the outside of the building which were very cool and obviously very old and are, according to the above, from the 15th and 16th Centuries.
There were two paintings in the town centre devoted to St Martin of Tours and a plaque quoting 1 Corinthians 9:22: “I have become all things to all men so that by all possible means I might save some.”
So, a fairly religious town, then.
We had a tasty dinner at the Ristorante Giardino on the Via Guglielmo Marconi, which is, by far, my favourite street name, ever. It sounds like a toy for small children – Get your Googly Elmo here!! I loved it!! The bathroom in the restaurant, however, I did not love:
So, that was day 3. A disappointing trip to a disappointing Milan followed by a lovely and memorable evening in Nembro. If you would like to see the rest of our pictures from Day 3 you can find them HERE.