Thought i should backdate my journal a bit as to record down my travel journals when i was away in Italy and Paris.

On 16 April 2007, we finally came back to Milan after we left for Verona , Venice and Florence for the past 2 days. Since we set foot in Milan, the trip was not as smooth as i thought it would be. Firstly, there were so many Murphy's Laws situations which were situations where u dun expect to go wrong , had went wrong. Simple tasks such as burning CDs, reservations of hotels etc turned out to be very tedious jobs. We begun the journey without much planning. Well, I did draw out a rough plan as to where to go for the first 2 days. But my younger brother just went ahead and screwed everything up by planning his intended trip instead. Guess by following his agenda, we stressed our dear mummy out. She was so worn out that all she enjoys most was to see the dogs taking a stroll with their owner out in the streets. That was the only time i ever caught her smiling. Other than that, she was practically expressionless. Verona was covered in less than two hours time of which we had to rush through our lunch and rushed back to catch our train to venice. Venice was covered just by the water route via the water transport. We took a short break by having a ice cream before we returned to get the tickets to Florence. By the time we arrived at Florence, it was almost 9pm. we missed the train to the main station so we had to take the bus to get to the main station. Anyway, since i had dreamed of this scenario before, i was not very flustered. Instead i tried very hard to remember what happened in my dream. I decided to follow the other asian couple whom was also in my dream. We did not know how to pay for the bus ride, so in the end we took a free ride to the main station. Then the search for the hotel was on for about one hour plus before we finally got two rooms in a 4 stars hotel. We went to a 3 stars one but the bathroom is outside the bedrooms. So my mum rejected it. The owner was like so damn furious with us . THat's an experience. 80 bucks per night with heater. What's more could we ask for especially when we are so tired already. Then came my blunder for misplacing my mastercard. It fell on the floor and was under my backpack. i could not find it in my wallet so i combed the entire room and my previous trace. For the moment, i really thought that i lost my credit card while buying pizza just now. Sigh,,,, so decided to cancel the card first. Then yes,,, ,i found my card while unpacking my backpack. By then, mum was so tired that she could not take her dinner and went to bed immediately. So we decided to stay in Florence till sunday and took the morning train back to Milan and started planning our route back to airport followed by the exhibition hall then the hotel.

All of us enjoyed our trip in florence though. We were kinda in the right place at the right time, get to shop at the day markets as well as the night ones . Although i found that the night ones were a bit more dangerous since they were supposed to be illegal. Just dun like the feeling of walking in the street at night. It just did not feel safe at all. That brought us back to the day we arrived at Florence, we were tired. With my heavy backpack, i wondered how i actually survived the journey so far, it was worse than my climbing trip at Mount KK the other time. Of course, nothing beats the warm water for bath. Our first night in Milan, there was no warm heater so we could bath since it was already midnight when we arrived at the hotel. And the temperature was simply too cold to our flavours. So the first night when we were in Florence, my mum insisted to have a good hotel. Really tai tai lor .. but what to do ... ha ha ,,,, shall talk about the rest of our adventure of transporting the furnitures to the exhibition hall later.