'i'm big in Japan'

As Rob has 'nothing much to say' and is busy planning the next leg of our journey the task of blogging has fallen to me, and I shall have at it with all the energy of a 14 year old at a Justin Bieber gig. Sorry Rob fans. Are you sitting comfortably? Then I'll begin.

Today we got up, as most days, at 7. As much as I'd love to say that this was due to our eager youthful souls yearning to get back out there and experience Europe, it's more likely to do with the fact that breakfast is at 7:30. We ate and then set off on what turned out to be the longer leg of our day trip into Milan. Despite having walked from the station to the hostel just days ago, and them being on one long road, we managed to miss it. We then asked for directions and what should have been a 5 minute walk took nearer to half an hour. Not the ideal start to the day, but not to worry, adventure lies in the unexpected etc.

Once into Milan one such unexpected occurence ...occurred. It's at this point I should inform all of you that from now on you'll have to send any letters to our agents to pass onto us, as within the week we'll almost certainly be advertising robot dogs and camera lenses. Just 5 minutes from the station we were stopped by two ladies from a Japanese fashion magazine who wanted to photograph us and then, having obliged, asked us about where we shopped. (What a day to be in a Primark Cardigan.) This can almost certainly only go one way. Rob and I are preparing ourselves to decide between staring in Tokyo Drift 2 or doing 'the shows' next time we're back in Milan, darling.
To be honest that's more me. Or to be even more honest, entirely me. Rob was not pleased being photographed or asked about clothes, so we pushed on into the centre of Milan.

Once into the centre we quickly found the Duomo cathederal(Thanks for the suggestion Mrs Godfrey, and Hannah it's Duomo, not Elmo). While the walls lined with oil paintings and underground chamber holding holy relics were interesting, the spleandour of the cathederal lay in the building itself. If you haven't seen it, google it. It's magnificent in every sense of the word. Rob and I honoured the architechtural marvel in the only way we knew how, a string of spire jokes:
'How inspiring',
'Yep. These architehts aspire to great things'.
Perhaps some of the grandeur was lost on us afterall.

Unfortunately Milan will remain for us as the city of things we were close to but didn't actually see. Having kept a close eye on our finances we decided to try and keep costs down, this meant that seeing the last supper painting and Da Vinci's scientific instruments had to be skipped this time.

Never the less we enjoyed a day of brilliantly sunny weather, and wandered around the many shops, castle and park that Milan had to offer.
If you're thinking of going, do, just be prepared for lots of tourists and a minimum of €2.50 for coke.

Tonight we've decided that our next stop is Marseilles, followed by Barcelona, then on to Paris.

Hope all is well at home, and Rob and I promise to try and stay grounded and remember you little people as we ascend the heady heights of fame and stardom.
Ollie x