Milan has been deliciously quiet for the last three days. All on account of the odd Italian ‘ponte’ or bridge, which occurs as a result of having a public holiday in the middle of the week.
Indeed, it has been ‘Sunday’ since Wednesday here. Everyone, just about, has headed off for the sea or the mountains. My other half has left me here with the destructive pooing puppy, while she has gone down to Genova with our wee one to see her parents.
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.
I’ve been making the most of these few tranquil days to catch up on some work and to just unwind a little – lots of films from Blockbuster.
Sunday evening will be hell on Italian roads as everyone heads back to Milan, Rome, Turin, Florence, etc.
