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This morning, I woke up again at 5am to catch my Milano flight. Now that Fly Baboo doesn’t operate on that line, I bought my ticket with Twin Jet, or as I will call it, the disaster. I should have sensed it when I poured the hot coffee on my jeans at home that my trip was going to be a hell.
I really think that the personnel at Geneva airport is just hired to be decorative, no one has any idea of nothing. And the ladies at Air France desk … well I guess if they spend a little less time on painting their face, they could actually be useful. One thing is sure they are not hired for their IQ. Believe me it was a challenge to check in, although my flight is Twin Jet, a sub company of Air France, I needed to check in with Dnata…. ohh and you have to call them so they can come to do your check in. The cherry on top of the cake was when “the super smart” guy behind the desk told me to make sure to go to the bathroom before the flight, as the plane didn’t have any WC.
When I saw the plane I got why, it seemed that a big plane spit that one… only 9 rows, and the pilot, who casually explained us what to do if we crash, pilot the plane in front of me. I guess if I weren’t scared for my life, I would find it cool to see him manipulate during takeoff and landing. After an hour of fear for my life, we arrived to Milano Malpensa where my luggage never came. They actually managed to lose a luggage that I saw them charging on the tiniest plane I saw in my life.
So here I am, in Milano with no clothes, no cable for my pc to charge it, and especially no news from the company. I keep calling the number they gave me, no one never picks up… you can imagine my frustration. When I arrived to Hotel Cavour, the front desk person wasn’t astonished about my situation. He told me that it happens a lot, and that he will try calling them as well, but I shouldn’t have too much hope.
I have chosen Hotel Cavour, because it is literally 2 minutes away from via della Spiga, but I didn’t expect my room being that bad. It was quite tiny, and my tv’s screen was smaller than my pc’s screen. I bought internet for 24 hours, but the connection was very low or inexistent, so I didn’t really manage to use it. So do I advise this hotel? Well I guess it depends on what you are expecting; if you just want a nice hotel, nice stay, nice people… shouldn’t be your first choice. But if you are looking for just a place to sleep by the happening area, go for it.
One of my reasons to pick that hotel up was also that it was 5 minutes away from Nobu. And off course I had to return and see my cute bartender Andrea, eat the yummy food, and just because I didn’t want to go back to my small room, go to “Prive”. It’s Armani Nobu’s night club. It was really fun, when we arrived I was the oldest person there, including the friend with whom I was. Then the crowd started to change, there was a mix of ages and professions. I even met a definitely working lady, who told that she was a “desperate housewife”. Believe me she didn’t look that desperate next to her client;)
As usual it was a successful Nobu night, and it kind of made me forget my horrible day… Let’s hope they find my suitcase tomorrow

After I packed my stuff, we went back to Amsterdam in the red light district for dim sum. Although it was day time, I managed to see some ladies in the windows for hourly rent… Believe me you don’t want to rent them, even if they are on sale. When we finally arrived to Oriental City, I had a feeling of déjà vu. It reminded me of Royal Garden in London. You cannot book a table, when you arrive you have to put your name down, it was packed but luckily after 10 minutes we got a table. The menu is huge, and as usual our eyes were bigger than our stomach, so we ordered a lot. I think we could have fed a whole village. It was delicious and really not expensive… I think the perfect spot for Sunday lunch with friends. Don’t hope to meet someone there, beside few lost people who were there for a date (they seriously need to get a life), it was mainly group of people composed of families, or/and friends.
Whenever I go to London, I end up eating at Italian restaurants, and in Amsterdam it seems that I ended up eating at Asian restaurants… but when during lunch my friends told me that I should put Amsterdam as one of the cities in “Nat & The City”, I quite liked the idea. I only had a glimpse of it and I really want to discover more. I guess next time I will try to do some sightseeing. I want to discover the museums of Van Gogh and Rembrandt… but I also want to wonder in the Red Light District ;)
When I finally arrived at my dear Schiphol airport, I was full and tipsy and had to run to not miss my flight. I guess after these three days in the Netherlands, I am going to need a week of detox, to clean my body… and be ready for my next trip next week in Milano…

This morning when I woke up, I still had the wine, sake and vodka in my blood… Thanks god didn’t have too many appointments. I spent my day between rain and sunshine walking in the streets of Milan, trying to finish my errands. I walked so much that at the end of the day I couldn’t feel my feet. But everybody knows how retail therapy can make you feel better.
When I returned to my shoe box at Hotel Cavour, I kept trying to reach Malpensa for my suitcases, and finally at 5pm they announced me that it would arrive to my hotel that night around 10 – 11pm.
Well I guess another night where I should do creative clothing with what I have and what I have purchased. My friend brought me to this bar for aperitivo called Blanco, which is situated in Porta Venezia. I always say that I love the Milanese aperetivo, because next to your drinks they always bring you food to nibble. When we arrived it was quite empty, but while we were sipping our bubbles and eating the yummy appetizers, it started to fill up a lot. The crowd was composed a bit of everything; cute boys and girls, good music and very good vibe. You could find casually dressed up people just chilling out as well as the ones who spent hours in front of the mirror and who couldn’t enjoy their drink simply because they needed to know if someone was looking at them.
Overall it was fun, but we had to leave as we had dinner reservation at Osteria Del Corso in Brera. It is known to be a who’s who restaurant, so with my Milan luck I was sure I would see another football player… we all know that the real celebrities in Milan are the models, and the football players. Although my friends explained me that it would be the usual crowd. Tonight we just saw Piero Chiambretti, who is a famous anchor for the midnight Chiambretti show. Otherwise there were big groups of women and men. And with our luck we had the most annoying voice sitting next to us. She couldn’t stop talking, and it sounded like nails going down a board, you know that horrible voice… But even that annoying voice didn’t ruin my dinner. I had an amazing swordfish Carpaccio followed by a finger licking spaghetti with lobster, all this with a great wine and company. I really advise you to go there and enjoy a good meal. The working stuff and the owner are amazing as well.
My second day was less stressful and the fact that I received my luggage helped it. It was at 11.30pm, just in time to take it back with me to Geneva for Friday my morning train. Yes train, nothing would make me take that Twin Jet plane again, which could be described as Bermuda triangle for luggage, and/or fear box!!!!

Monday morning we went to see a fashion show, Federico Sangalli (http://www.federicosangalli.it/), he is one of the new upcoming designers. They had changed the time of the show, so I managed to see only the last 4 outfits that I liked a lot. And we went back stage to meet and congratulate him. I urge you to check his line.
In the afternoon I had meetings in Lugano, Switzerland and took a flight from Lugano to Geneva.
If you have never been to the airport of Lugano get ready… it is so small that it looks like a parking lot with mini planes. When you first arrive you feel the need to double check if you are at the right spot. Once you make your check-in, you cannot access to the gates, they open them only 45 minutes before the departure. Actually they are only 3 gates, and it looks like a waiting room of a doctor office. And the good point is that it is very clean, and thanks to the lack of extreme air traffic, you always leave on time.
I was quite happy to leave from Lugano instead of Milano Malpensa where it is a total chaos….

Yesterday I arrived to Milano, as it is the fashion week, the city was full of fashion people running from one show to the other, and paparazzi hoping to get a glimpse of celebrities…
At night my friend booked a restaurant called Ibiza, which is there forever. We arrived at 9.30 pm and were sitting in the right side room, the rest was almost empty. Soon after people started to come, and by 10.30pm the place was packed with wannabes, young girls of 18 years old with never ending legs with their date who could be their dad, and a has been football player, Bobo, with his entourage who was there just for a free meal.
The food was decent, and service very quick. By midnight the waiters started to distribute ashtrays to every table. that it a great point, as it has been years that smoking is forbidden in restaurants in Milan.
My opinion, overall it was a great evening, was funny to watch people and gossip about them. But if you want to spend a night catching up with your friends, don’t go to the right side room, the music and the people are so loud that you even have difficulties to hear your own thoughts… go to the other room where it is non-smoking and much calmer… but again you will miss all the fun.