Planning for a splendour holiday is one thing, hoping for the best is the other. Sometimes, hope can be dashed when the unexpected becomes reality. So far, it has been good in Italy but the last 2 days in Milan was the unexpected. Coach broke down on the first day, by the time help came, evening jam has mounted. There went Milan city tour out of the window. The next day, after visiting Lake Lugano, another crawl, back to square one, city tour gone with the wind. By then, shopping seemed the only thing for those who thought that Milan is the only shopping paradise compared to Rome, Florence, Venice and Verona. So wrong, how wrong, wrong assumption. I knew it, but why try so hard to tell people, who, no matter what, think they know best. Anyway, all in the game of shopping, we went from one mall to the other, the final hope was here at Franciacorta Outlet Village Milan.
I on the other hand have busted my credit card, I also realised that it is cheaper to buy Benetton, Levis, Guess, Calvin Klein etc etc in Malaysia. Also, can you imagine the exchange rate? RM to Euro? Killer! Hence, a few of us walked to the food court to relax over food or drinks. While everyone preferred McDonald's burgers and drinks, I walked into "Autogrill" - the chain of restaurants that serve all highways throughout Italy. From the various types of coffee and Italian fast food, I ordered "Mozzarella Bacon Panini" and a big cup of "Cappuccino", I paid 6 Euros, indeed worth paying because service came with a smile compared to at other eateries we have visited so far.
Loveable, Panini was fresh. Gooey-wobbly mozzarella cheese atop the ham (I think so) and some rocket salad. Lovely wonderful snack, but I would have sincerely appreciated some chilli sauce. The typical Malaysian chilli kick, always on my taste-buds, being the biggest fan of Cappuccino and having tasted it countless time, this one, oh-well, a nice hot beverage.
Friends who tucked into the McDonald's meal also had one general comment - "only tomato ketchup and wonder why no chilli sauce?". We really couldn't figure out why but they still ate and once shopping time was over, we returned to the city for a home style Chinese dinner at Restaurant Ta Hua. A modern deco, not the usual Chinese ambiance, since this will be our last meal in Italy, celebration called for beer while tucking into the various types of not too bad Chinese dishes. And mind you, the sambal I tell you. Rocked my night away, sincerely valued after days and days of not to my liking Italian food.
Once dinner was over, we were back to the hotel to pack, next morning, we arrived way earlier at the airport, stood in the long queue for tax exemption and then, a long haul before returning home.
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