Lago di Como

Monday we set our sights on Lake Como! After breakfast we took a winding route to the Cadorna Station, stopping at St. Ambrogio’s Basilica (site of the previously mentioned crypt). Upon our arrival at Cadorna, our train was already boarding, so after buying tickets, we awaited the next one –thirty minutes later—cozily seated at the… Continue reading Lago di Como

Touring Milan Day 1

Saturday we awoke later than expected, and made our way downstairs for breakfast. After, we began our day of sightseeing at the Archaeological Museum, which was far more expansive than we could’ve expected for €5. The museum backs up to 3rd century towers and ruins of a former barrier wall and cloister, which includes the still active… Continue reading Touring Milan Day 1

London by Duck

Due to this terrible head cold I’ve been battling along with my body’s refusal to reset it’s circadian rhythm, we lost a day. Thursday was one quick lunch at Noodle Noodle (near Victoria Station) and a walk through some side streets back to the hotel. While far from 5*, The Dover provided a great location… Continue reading London by Duck

London To Milano

Our beautiful, if unfortunately early, flight from London Stanstead to Milan Malpensa was smoother and more comfortable than anticipated. For all the flack Ryanair receives in online forms, our first experience went well. The pre-flight stop at the executive lounge didn’t hurt the overall experience, either. The hour-forty flight that was delayed by about half… Continue reading London To Milano

London on Foot

After a mostly sleepless night, we began our morning with our hotel’s “full English Breakfast.” It included six pieces of toast, a strawberry yogurt, and four cereal options, with an automatic espresso and juice machine. After getting cleaned up and formulating a day plan, we headed out…then immediately turned around to fetch gloves and a winter… Continue reading London on Foot

Travel Day

After the 10.5 hour flight of movies and occasional sleep while packed in on a Boeing 787, I arrived at London Gatwick, and quickly made my way to border control. Maybe it was a fluke, maybe he just hadn’t bittered yet since his shift just started, but whatever the cause, my border control agent was hands… Continue reading Travel Day