Because we docked in Genoa, we took one of those corny tours to hop a bus to Milan and land ourselves in the best site-seeing spots. The tour guides were less than enthusiastic and very difficult to understand, so when free time finally arrived, we made a mad dash for the roads less traveled. While the rest of the tourists hit the shops, we embarked on our favorite travel pastime—getting lost in unfamiliar cities.
As we weaved in and out of narrow, crooked alleys, it hit me why most people run for the shops instead of the streets—it’s that natural human tendency to try to hold onto and prolong what’s pleasurable. We had two hours of free time in Milan. I can’t deny that I also experienced that urge to grab souvenirs that would remind me of my time in the city and snap a gazillion pictures to capture the sites.
I don’t think we managed it in every city, but at least in Milan, I can honestly say my husband and I basked in the present. We focused on experiencing rather than capturing the city. If you ever find yourself wandering the streets of Milan, I highly recommend sitting down with a rich cup of Illy espresso. It’s the perfect way to open your taste buds and your mind to the present as it exists in Milan.