Verwöhnt von meinem Hauspark, dem Wiener Schlosspark Schönbrunn, ist es gar nicht so leicht mich mit einem Park zu beeindrucken. Und doch finde ich immer wieder neue Gärten, die mich auf die eine oder andere Art fesseln.
Spring showed not its best face in Vienna. We had so many cold and rainy days that I finished all the indoor cleaning, ironing and other housework, no one would like to do on inviting sunny and warm Spring days with the smell of blossoms in the air. During those spring cleaning sessions I found some random little boxes and somehow it turned into a little photo session with sugar. Confessing that I am a bit of a hoarder will never be the case, because I love clean spaces too much. But when it comes to sugar packages (hmm … and notebooks), that’s another story.
The capital of Slovenia
Ljubljana | Laibach | Lubiana
A pitoresc little green city, I just knew from coffee breaks, when heading south to Istria or Croatia. That should change, because I was tots amazed, when sitting near the Ljubljanica river under big umbrellas enjoying the quirky street life full of laughter, I thought, and booked a nice little holiday with 3 points of interest in Slovenia. First stop Ljubljana.
After breakfast, lunch, climbing 250 steps up to the rooftop terrace of Duomo Milano and enjoying the most amazing exhibition, we headed up a bit north for a casual walk in the narrow and – oh so -charming streets of the beautiful district Brera, and of course for some more dolce far niente in lovely little italian cafés. The most lovely area of Milano IMHO.
Small boutiques, little cafés and groceries full of the best italian products you could imagine.
Enjoy the photo gallery of an afternoon in rainy Milan, which made everything even a little bit more mysterious and special.
I made a little map highlighted with my favorite streets and places in Milan. click on picture for a bigger view
After finishing the city memories of a day trip in Milan, I still can`t believe, that there were 3 parts needed to share what we saw on just one day. And we really did it the italian way. Many stops in small cafés and didn’t rush around the city. You see, 12 hours in Milan could be quite the holiday break in-between with the morning-flight at 7AM and heading back to Vienna at 8PM or even later.
And if I would live a bit more south, exactly this Vespa would be the transportation of my choice: