Milan, Italy - July 16th

This morning most of the group left for Venice. I awoke to a phone call from Ashlee who wanted to come back to Milan to hang out. I went back to sleep and did not get up until around noon. Felt good to be able to sleep in for once. I got ready and went to the train station, which has become my most hated place in Milan at this point, to meet Ashlee.

From there, we went to get lunch. Afterward we happened to run into the rest of the Formaggio Family in the metro station. They were going shopping so we tagged along. We went to a clothing store with some really metro men's clothing, like most of the clothes "men" wear here. Ashlee was not in the mood for shopping, so we disbanded from the group and just walked around the city and talked. By this point, we have become good friends and our personalities are strangely similar. Later that day, she returned to Florence, and I returned to the dorm.

Since it was just the members of the Formaggio Family, along with Martin, at the dorm tonight, we decided to go out. After a few games of flip cup and chandeliers, we were good to go.

Martin led us to a section of town where bars/clubs lined both sides of the street called Corso Como. We bar hoped from one to the other. At each place, we would take over the dance floor with our ridiculous "bernie-ing". One bar seemed to be filled with women twice my age who started dancing on me really hard and put ice cubes down my shirt. Since arriving in Italy weird things like this seem to happen a lot and now not a day goes by where someone in our group doesn't point out that "shit's getting weird" to which another will reply "it's been weird". At the end of the night we were dying for some food. Luckily a pizzeria on the street was still serving. We each got two slices of pizza which tasted unreal. We took taxis back to the dorm and hung out for a little while before going to sleep.