Yet another sweltering day in Milan. I had to use the underground too, which is not good at the moment. The metro is one big oven at the moment, and you don’t travel so much as cook. Not a wonderful experience, I can tell you.
As far as I can tell, only about one train on the red line is air conditioned. If you are lucky you may end up on it. If not, prepare to be roasted. Rush hour, around 6, is a nightmare, and all those sweaty bodies dashing home add about 5 degrees to the temperature of the carriages.
Stop reading, start speaking
Stop translating in your head and start speaking Italian for real with the only audio course that prompt you to speak.
Overground trasport is a bit better and some of the trams and buses actually have air conditioning. Although you never know which.
Right, got to pick my son up from school. Sweat is streaming off my forehead as I write, making it a little difficult to see the screen of my pocket pc.
Must mop my brow, before I melt.
