7 hours after leaving our place in Como, we finally reached our hotel in Milan. We got so screwed by everything that by the time we got there I just wanted to hibernate for 12 years. It was horrible. By the time we had gotten off the train at some random Milan train station, the hike across Como had caught up with us and we just wanted a nap. We had no idea where we were, and no way of finding out if the station we were at was closer to our hotel compared to the main central station of Milan. We asked some weird Italian guy for direction to the street we were staying on and he just went oh yeah I know how to get the the station. So after that failed advice, we decided it would just be easier to get to the main central station seeing as we had directions from there. The place is huge. It was so overwhelming and by the time we made it there I was ready to give up. It was still pouring rain and people were still trying to sell umbrellas, we had no idea where we were going and we were just wandering aimlessly. I was all ready to just sleep on the street outside of the station, or call a taxi, but Brendy came to the rescue. He pointed out what we thought was a tram line that turned out to be a bus with tram lines above but it drove like a bus. It was so odd. So we walked up to the stop and Brendy found our street on the map and we just so happened to be at the right stop for our bus tram line to get us to our hotel. Thank god for Brendy he saved us from sleeping on the street. There was so much relief from both of us when we got there, I actually thought it would never happen at one point. We stayed at the American hotel which was run by Asians. Authentic. And we had a shower in our room. Literally. It was just a shower in the middle of the room. Just sitting there being a shower. In the middle of the room. The place was actually quite good though. We decided that we didn't really want to go far for dinner and luckily for us, there was a pizza place like five doors down. Which we complained about being too far away. I had a kebab pizza. It was basically a margarita and then they took it out of the oven, put spit meat, salad and garlic sauce on it and it was a kebab on a pizza. So simple, yet so genius. It was like eating heaven. After that we walked all the way back to our hotel room and just crashed. Como relaxed us, but also managed to wreck us.

We woke up the next morning, and the lady working there made us breakfast. It involved a strange form of melon. Brendan hated it so I had to eat the entire plate because I didn't want to be rude and leave the entire breakfast on the tray. Brendan doesn't care about breakfast feelings like that. Although, he did think a stick of butter was cheese and shoved half of it in his mouth before realized. He still ate it though. That's dedication. After we finished, I told him to take the tray into the kitchen even though it had a big no entry sign on the door. He took it in and got into so much trouble from the lady. It was hilarious.
We walked into the centre of Milan and checked out the duomo and all the fancy shops. We didn't kid ourselves and go inside of any though. We walked along the main areas and ended up at a medieval building cross the other side of town. We had a but of a wander around and checked it all out before deciding it was pizza time. I also had a vodka and coke which came in two separate glasses, one vodka and one coke. After that, some one was wandering the streets of Milan a little bit tipsy. I somehow managed to drag Brendan into a heap of shops for a couple of hours which resulted in cranky bored Brendy but it was nothing a beer couldn't fix.
The next morning, we had another strange melon breakfast for some reason before checking out. We were jumping back on the busabout loop, and had a bus to catch at 1:30 rather than 8:00 which was a nice change. Because we loved walking so so much, we decided we hadn't done enough of it over the past couple of days, and we walked to the pick up point, which just so happened to be on the other ads of Milan. Just under two hours and 7.5 km later, we were ready to be taken back to Switzerland.