Final stop was Nice, France where I was reunited with Jack and Nicole, after an amazing week in Italy and already feeling a little bit lonely towards the end I was actually happy to see them.
We didn't do any walking or sightseeing at all really, the plan was just to mooch on down to the beach and stay there till the sun went down, this went quite well on the first day, second day (also my last day of holiday) the storm hit, not so good, so it was back to the hostel where the drinking began and didn't stop till...well I cant remember when it stopped but I was definitely pissed.
Thats's all for now...next I'll be posting from Bali, Indonesia in November/ early December.
Yes fashion week in Milan, its just like being in Paris any time of the year. When your traveling with the bare minimum (all I took was one carry on bag) its one of the last places you kinda wanna be with nothing inspiring to wear because at some point you just get tired of everything you own. All the beautiful women strolling around the streets of Milan wearing unbelievable clothing, I felt incredibly intimidated and just staring aimlessly at these alien people that Im so in awe of. I stumbled upon the Dolce & Gabbana show as it finished so there was a decent sized crowd of photographers, writers, bloggers, models, designers, it was hectic, so much that I got so caught up in it, I also started chasing models down the tramline trying to take there picture.
Anyways it wasn't all about fashion, it was also seeing one of the most beautiful cathedrals Ive ever come across, the Duomo, I didnt realise it at the time but after two hours passed and I was still sat on the roof of the cathedral, I actually still didn't really wanna leave but there's no cover from the rain so...
