context: Tenjiwe
Moyana (me) is a 29-year old who lives in Milan (for a year). She will be
studying Interior Design at IED (Istituto Europeo di Design).
She is excited to be here – enthralled by everything. She is broke (for now).
At about 6/7ish PM a swarm of Milanese nine-to-fivers invades the
city’s collection of small bars/cafes/lounges for free unlimited snacks (pizza,
bruschetta, hors d’oeuvres & dessert) and a sip of vino (or a famous, stiff
Negroni.)
These run from about 6-9pm & are the Milanese equivalent of an almost daily
Happy Hour. Last Thursday, I found myself at Pandenus
at Corsa Corsica, 11 with one lovely girl from school and her 3 friends. I
drank some wine and then a Spritz (the Negroni’s sweeter cousin). The lights
were low, the music vibey, and the crowd relaxed/relieved. #YesICan!
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NEGRONI |
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SPITZ |
These are curious affairs. Yesterday at IED the toilet and basin
were operated with a button in the floor! A dream, for a germaphobe like me; a
nightmare for the poor person who has to clean all the grime from our shoes
deposited there daily (people’s feet frequent the nastiest places!) The other
day I went to a little café (after locking myself out of my apartment) and their basin
had a PEDAL! You stepped on this red little lever (that I thought was the
handle of a screwdriver forgotten by a handyman) and ecco (voilĂ ) – hot water!
(and yes, there was also a blue one).
This is my broke month, having just moved into my apartment and
kitted it out almost exclusively in IKEA (Lord, end this poverty soon!).
Therefore, I haven’t much to say about how delicious the wine is. BUT, I love
that supermarkets have rows and rows of wine from all regions and I can get a
decent-ish bottle for €5. My student budget likes this. Very much.
(Incidentally, one of the first phrases I learned is Vorrai una bicciere di vino (rosso/bianco) = I would like a glass
of (red/white) wine)
BIKEMI STATION, VIA GUSTAVO MODENA |
IED, VIA SCIESA |
Ok, so everyone rides these things. And by “everyone” I mean
mainly men weaving dangerously through traffic to get to work. However, they
are everywhere. There are rows and rows of these parked outside IED. I die to
hire one for a day. And, the best thing I saw on Thursday was a woman on Via
Durini waiting for the traffic light to change – balancing the entire weight of
herself+bike on one elegant, nude high-heeled pump! #bawse
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SHE'S A BOSS |
Yayness!
ReplyDeleteWhat a fun intro to all things Milan. Looking forward to reading more about the life and times of Tenji in Milan.
FK
Thanks, Fary. I'm excited to share more experiences and ideas with you.
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