Through All The Stubborn Beauty I'd Start At The Dawn Until The Sun Had Fully Stopped Never Walking Away From Just A Way To Pull Apart

Preamble: This post is subject to discontent and SADish ruminations, as it rained for the entirety of Carmen's trip to Milan and his right arm was raped by a half-dozen pigeons.

That said, Milan is spectacularious.  A much more modern, BIG CITYish city.  A higher frequency own dogs, but absolutely none of them, like Florence, clean up the doodie.  Its Duomo is far superior in grandeur and vistas in comparison to the Florence Duomo, and, dareth Carmen say it, maybe granduerier than the Vatican.  The Duomo is so monstrously massive it has its own atmosphere.  The pillars shown above are about the size of St. Luke's Church Funs River, NJ each.  There are less stairs to the roof and the obilisques are sharper and from the top its just grand.  La Scala, the most storied opera house in the world, isn't as big as the Met but its Intermission bar area is decidedly nicer.  Outside of the city center, one isn't presented the fancy-pants fashionable people one would expect, but in the fashion district a milieu of hyper-hip-hipsters overtakes one.  Carmen saw a girl wearing what appeared to be a WWII-era paratrooper outfit with rainbow hightop NIKEs and a ushanka.

The hostel was quite nice, offering a bunny-eared TV, an electric heater, a kitty-emblazoned comforter, a one-person elevator, and its storied porcelain snow leopard.  All for 23 Euro!
For those keeping count at home, Carmen now only trails Elena Gutierrez's study abroad castles seen total by 12 after this 14th century bad boy.  This castle is about ten stories tall and a thousand wide, housing 10 different and equally huge museums, including medieval weaponry, which Carmen likes, a lot.

Here's the sculpture Michaelangelo was working on when he bought the farm and went to that silver-lined cloud in the sky to live forever with his vaguely remembered aunts and uncles.  If Carmen were to bite the big one, his equivalent would be this blog post.
This guy is Galileo's protractor, the device he used to discover the moon.  Oooo lala!  As Joe Dimaggio said, "It's the little things that matter," and little treasures like this really set certain museums off more than others.