escape to milan

As I had a lot more holiday to spare than Grace, I escaped the cold and miserable November England  to the somewhat less cold and hopefully tasty Italy! Starting at the top in Milan and working my way down to Sorrento.

With non-researched expectations of random fashion parades, flying models, or at least some colour - Milan seems a bit boring on the pedestrian front. Above the boxy skyline it's easy to spot the gothic spires of the  iconic Duomo. The Piazza del Duomo around it is a sea of people, heavily sprinkled with persistent "street merchants" armed with string bracelets, goo splat balls and photo offers. You have to be fast to take a photo - its really annoying.

In somewhat of a last minute panic, I joined one of the expensive Last Supper tour groups, which basically just show you around the city for a few hours before going into see Leonardo da Vinci's Last Supper. Apparently it could be difficult to get tickets (probably because tours like this reserved them all) and LS was most of the reason I wanted to go to Milan. Anyway, first we visit the Duomo!

The building itself is pretty special. The guide complained about the totally inconsistent design history and what seemed like Italians arguing over what it should look like. Its a pretty long project, morphing into its present form over the period between 1386 and 1812 - 1965 (thereabouts).  


Of course the site is fairly ancient as well, in the crypt sits a very old and now very dwarfed Christian baptistery built in 335. There was something big and Roman before that. Anyway, it's cool just to be there.

The huge windows create some pretty awesome afternoon light inside. I'm not much of a photographer so take my word for it that it was prettier in real life!

Pretty common to see these old priest corpses in their little display cabinets. You can see his hand here (he's dead!) but on some days they lift off the mask to give him some fresh air. Kinda creepy.

My favourite statue depicting poor old Bartholomew the Apostle, skinned alive and crucified upside down. That's the popular version of his death, the other is that he was simply beheaded - but clearly that's the boring version that nobody likes! He was sculpted here without his skin in 1562.

The serpent eating the man is a thousand year old symbol of the powerful Visconti family - that is the Visconti of Milan, who seemed to own everything for a few hundred years before the renaissance. The symbol is all over the place in Milan, and is pretty cool. Among other origin stories about Gothic kings or rebirth stories, our guide liked a myth about a "loch-ness" style monster menace that would eat small children. I like that one too!

We walked around outside looking at some of the cathedrals exterior in detail. I can't really recall the details, just some outlines about the symbols of the sun, the sparrow, man and the angels. Pretty cool though!

A product of the austerity cuts in Italy at the moment, people can now "Adopt a Gargoyle", making sure they don't fall down. In return the donors name is engraved on the statue - the latest in the cathedrals constant restoration campaign against time and gravity.

Right next to the cathedral is the Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II - the oldest shopping mall in Italy. 

Inside the old mall the ceilings were pretty amazing, although from them fell its designer, Giuseppe Mengoni, to his death before the buildings inauguration in 1877. Our guide speculated that perhaps he jumped, in stress of trying to impress the first king of the kingdom of Italy, after which the Gallery was named.

There is an old ritual here where if you can spin on your heel three times you'll be rewarded with "good luck". On the ground is a bull, part of the coat of arms for the Italian city of Turin. Apparently you're supposed to spin with your heel on the bulls genitals :/

The tour started naturally blending into talks about Leonardo, who lived in the city for about 20 years or so.

We walked to the Sforza Castle - Sforza being another powerful family who moved into Milan for about a century or so after the Visconti family tree ended. The castle was built around the 14th century, and aesthetically feels very bland and boring! But this being the Sforza castle, Leonardo spent a lot of time here, you know, mingling with the dukes and doing all sorts of "arty, designy" things.

To be very brief, Amidst a strange and turbulent history of war, assassinations, art and music, Ludovico Sforza, then Duke of Milan, commissioned Leonardo to create the Last Supper. We walked about for a while before going to the site, which was a church a few blocks away.

On another note, children are tasty!

On the way, we find some street signs like this! The guide explains that it's fairly common to see these around Milan.

Finally we come to the Santa Maria delle Grazie, the church home to the last supper painting. The painting is next to the burial place of the commissioners father, Francesco Sforza.

Of course you can't take your own photos of the last supper, but take my word for it that it does indeed look like this. Its quite big, you get 15 minutes with 24 other people to look at it before being forced out by the rather pushy staff. Despite that, its pretty nice to just be there and experience it.

walking in berlin

We spent four days in Berlin, and fortunately for us we were blessed with some amazing weather. Berlin is very friendly and laidback (public drinking a-ok), cheap (well, comparing to London) and feels quite big and sparse (huge boulevards and quite spread out city centre) History is obviously a big attraction of Berlin, and we took a walking tour to learn more...

Brandenburg Gate - Berlin's most iconic landmark where we started our 4-hour walking tour.

The Memorial to the Murdered Jews of Europe is made of  2,711 slabs of concrete of various height. A haunting memorial with stark contrasts in the solemn grey blocks, sunlight & shadows.

Walking amongst the taller blocks of memorial.

This playground was once the site of Hitler's bunker. Our walking tour group stopped here for a nice little picnic of beer and ice blocks, and our guide told us about last days of Hitler.

Our tour ended at the book burning Memorial near the Humboldt University - where the Nazis, with help of students from the university burned 20,000 books in 1933.

The weather was so good! This was in-front of the Berlin Cathedral.

We had to try currywurst - bite-sized sausage chunks smothered with ketchup and curry powder... tastes like how it sounds really... ok but not spectacular.

The roof of the Sony centre looks like a hot air balloon.

Berlin landmarks were lit up with massive projections as part of the Festival of Lights.

The East Side Gallery - where a 1.3km stretch of Berlin wall was painted over by artists after the fall of the Berlin wall.

Joe attempting to escape East Germany with the hordes.


Graffiti near the East Side Gallery

Near the East Side Gallery. Berlin's cute boxy yellow train is in the background.

The Jewish museum has some interesting memorials/installations. Very big inside, took us four hours to get through the exhibits.

This is the reception of our hotel. We stayed at the "Wall Street Plaza" hotel which has a fantastic tongue-in-cheek capitalism theme.The hotel hallway carpet looks like a stock market listing, the carpet in our room looks like a giant US dollar bill. The wall in our bedroom had this quote "Buy stocks and then go to sleep for a long time" Lolz.

There was a lot of construction site in central Berlin. The infamous East German TV tower is in the background.

Check out my new bag.

Autum is magical!

Roast pork & saurkraut - yummmo

Beers - mine was beer mixed with apple juice which was actually pretty tasty.

We had an awesome time in Berlin, and I really enjoyed learning more about the history. History was everywhere you look - from the Berlin wall markings on the ground to the filled in bullet holes on the Brandenburg to the war & holocaust memorials... If you're ever there, take a walking tour, it's a must-do.

menorca

To catch the last of the summer, we went to Minorca island in Spain, the smaller quieter sibling to the more well known Balearic islands Ibiza and Majorca.

Old town of Ciutadella


The weather was lovely, high twenties and sunny. Downside was (can't see it from this shot but) it was actually freakin crowded on the beach.

Some pasty white chump.

The port of Ciutadella.
Now we're back in London, and it's getting noticeably cold and dark earlier already :(

our new place

After months of nomadic wandering from friend's flat to short-let to friend's flat... we're finally settled down back in West Hampstead! If all goes as planned we'll be at in this place til our visa (or money) runs out and we go back to Aus.

Our rather spacious living room 

The long hallway from living room looking to bedroom

 A good kitchen, despite no dishwasher.  As it is winter now and we can't be bothered going outside much, we spend a lot of time here experimenting with casseroles.

Messy bedroom. 

The view from the front windows. We're quite surrounded by train tracks but amazingly you don't notice or hear them.

View from our bedroom window.. the left side of the fence is the downstairs yard... which is really an overgrown strip of waist-high weed (kinda nice to see some wild greenery in London really.) The neighbour's cat is pretty cute.

cambridge commutes

My first job in london wasn't in london at all, for about 2 months I was commuting for 45 minutes north east to cambridge. Well the express train was 45 minutes - with all the cycling and connecting trains it was more like 2 hours door to door on a good day!

We had been to Cambridge before, so I knew that it had more of a country attitude to it. For me, it was nice to get away from London every day. I noticed this graffiti from the train on my first trip, setting a nice tone for my interview, and the rest of my contract actually!


My bike was doing well for me. On a good day I would ride from home to kings cross, then from Cambridge station to work, then work to Cambridge station, then I'd usually get a train for the last run home.


Riding in Cambridge was very easy and very nice. Especially coming from Australia where cycling is a generally dangerous activity. Riding in Cambridge is much like our time riding in Kyoto or Amsterdam - only nicer and roomier. On the road, cars actually give way to you and seem genuinely aware of you (holy shit!), and quite often there are very comfortable bike paths.


A river! Sort of. I've cleverly angled the camera to see as much nature as possible on my rather plain suburban biking route.


One of the annoying parts... train delays. Especially annoying when you just raced all the way to make it to the station on time (after checking the website for delays before you left, I'm so organised!) to then find out your train could be more than an hour late, and you'll be having dinner on platform 1 tonight.


Actually after 2 months I was really starting to feel fatigued by the whole thing, maybe it was a touch of crunch time at work, but more so I felt like I was spending my life on a train, and people do this all the time. The fastest train was 45 minutes, but often you're stuck with the 90 minute ones that stops at (what feels like) every town along the way.


But, it was nice enough. At least the train provided 2 time allocations for naps, which I frequently used for just that!

Short break in Alicante

It's been awhile since we last blogged.. and what have we been up to this last two months? Well concentrating on the tedium of having to earn a living mostly. We also found a nice one-bedder in West Hampstead but the lease doesn't begin til mid November. So in the meantime we're staying with our friends Wen and Margot near SoHo. Living strolling distance to Oxford st, West End and Regent Park is simply quite fantastic!

So yes, we did manage to find a bit of work, but that has finished now (we both had two month contracts.) And before launching into another round of job-hunting, we took a 4-day break to Alicante, Spain. 



Alicante is about the cheapest destination you could fly to from London (£100 return) that has a beach and isn't cold in November. We also scored with the hotel, getting three nights for a grand total of 69Euros! Yay for off-season travelling!!



Here is like the Gold Coast of Spain with stretches of lovely sandy beaches and multitudes of hotels and resorts.  There is also an old Roman fort on top of the hill with great view of the harbour.





You could tell by the decent sized airport and the number of hotels around that this place gets crazy busy during summer. But in November, despite still being still sunny and warm, the place was almost TOO quiet and peaceful! Our hotel was right by the beach not too far from town. In the morning, there was people exercising on the beach; by 3pm only a few persistent pensioners are still on the beach - with leathery tans, tilting their deckchairs towards the sun like sunflowers to catch the thinning rays. By late afternoon the beach promenade resembled a ghost town and pretty much all restaurants were closed. Our only two choices of places to dine at night were to eat at our hotel, or a 15 minute walk to McDonald's.


Although there isn't much sights around town, I highly recommend off-season Alicante for a peaceful break by the beach. Bring plenty of books.