I love Milan- big wide streets, giant flats, the gorgeous Duomo, but especially the Navigli neighborhood. I stumbled on this neighborhood about five years ago and have revisited it ever since. Apparently Milan used to be filled with canals but now there are only a couple and they are in Navigli. I quote the trip advisor. "There is only one neighborhood in Milan that is worth knowing by name and that is the Navigli."
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If you happen to go to Milan, just look on your city map a little south of the Duomo for a small Y shaped waterway. That is the place. I took the long way from my lovely little hostel for a dinner (unfortunately) alone. Restaurants line the canals and the best seats are taken or reserved. This was a Tuesday night and chairs were filled as if it were a weekend. Happy hour (really 6 PM till 11 PM) is a bargain. Restaurant put out mounds of free food, so all one has to do is buy a beer or glass of wine, then go back to the buffet as many times as the appetite demands.
Since I wasn't driving, I ordered a one liter glass of Lowenbrau, enough for a one man party. I helped myself 3 times to the buffet and took the shortcut back to my hostel. I returned early enough for a conversation with my Argentinian room mate. I set the clock for early rising. In the morning the hostel hostess was setting up breakfast. I told her that I could understand Italian if it was spoken slowly. She proceeded with a continuous stream of conversation of which I understood about half. I stumbled on the word "scorsa"which means last, as "last night" = "la notte scorsa". Perfectly common word but I had to admit: l'ho dimenticato. I forgot it.
At 8:30 AM I left the hostel, took the subway one stop to the North Train Station and hopped on the train to Malpenza, about ten miles outside the city. My next evening was to be spent at Fiumicino Airport in Rome.
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