Milan

We had decided some time ago to make our way home via Milan to stop by and see a good friend of mine, Mirsada, and to finally meet her boyfriend Marco. After about 5 hours of tolls and tunnels we arrived into the city and found the hotel that she had booked us into, across from her house. She came and met us after her training course for her job finished. We had a very rainy walking tour of Milan before going back to dry off for dinner.

Marco came to collect us and we drove 40 kilometers or so out of Milan for dinner. Marco, who is one of those Italians who loves his food, wine and football, had been assuring us that we were going to eat proper Italian food, but that we had to go a little out of the way as many of the restaurants were closed on Mondays. We arrived at the restaurant and were shown into a backroom, past a sumptuous buffet and seated. The owner had opened for the night mainly on Marco's request so there were only two other tables taken.

After an aperatif we were invited to tuck into the buffet of antipasti, followed by pasta and meat. The whole time we were drinking beautiful red wine. Dessert followed, and at about 12.30 we rolled out of the restaurant and into the street. It was an amazing dinner and a very special night -- we are hoping to make it out to their wedding next September for round 2! E