"He hears the silence howling, catches angels as they fall."

[nausicaa83]

I'm back!!! And I'm staying home for a whole month, no more travelling for me until Lucca in November. It's great but quite tiring too, and at my core I'm a lazy cat. Brace yourselves for some beautiful pictures, a Frankenstein review, and some more deliciousness, keeping with this week's theme.

First, Danny Boyle's Frankenstein. My reaction can be thus summarized: hfakgsdasdggdsakfg. It literally blew my mind, and I'm still picking up the pieces. We got so unbelievably lucky, and got the version with Benedict as the Creature. Having seen that, I can't imagine the roles inversed. He IS the Creature, come to life from the pages of the book. It was amazing and like being punched in the gut at the same time, and may I send my thanks to space_oddity_75 for letting me crush her hand during a couple of particularly shocking scenes. It was an intense experience.

The bad side of the coin was that there was an entire high-school class watching it with us too, presumably because their English teacher hit her head before breakfast or something. They kept laughing, talking, and a few of them giggled during the rape scene. What the frigging hell. It was even worse that what was going on on the screen. Are teenagers really that cruel and dehumanized now? It's an horrific thought.

After that space_oddity_75 went back home, we two had Chinese for dinner (always yummy!), didn't sleep at all because the road just outside the hotel harbored tram rails, and there was a tram going every five minutes all night. On wednesday we had the whole day to walk around Milan, since our trains back were at 6 pm, so tsuki_yagami and I grabbed our stuff, got on the subway, and emerged in Piazza Duomo. I lived in Milan for a year when I was a kid, but seeing it with grown-up eyes, in the wonderful sunlight of a hot autumn day, it was a wonderful sight.


The Duomo. We wanted to go inside, but we were carrying our backpacks, and we thought they couldn't let us in. I braced myself, and asked one of the security guys if we could go inside anyway, and he told us there were soldiers checking the bags. So I approached the closest one and asked her if she could check my bag. I opened it, and started explaining to her the contents "we just left our hotel, see, so that's my pjs, that's yesterday's shirt, that's my make-up kit, oh, and there's a jar of marmalade somewhere in there", I looked up and noticed she was fighting back a laugh, and she nodded towards the entrance. It was both hilarious and weird. :D I couldn't take any pictures inside, but believe me, it's incredibly beautiful.


This is the Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II. That's where Gucci, Prada and the likes have their incredibly expensive stores, and I felt like Oliver Twist in my old jeans and t-shirt that looked like I had slept in them.






Just outside, there's this unimpressive building. And yet, it's the Teatro La Scala, the most important Opera Theatre in Italy. It's the Temple to operas. I had to fight an urge to kneel on the pavement and worship the place.


We stopped at the Rizzoli bookshop and I bought this book, because come on! I had to! I'm halfway through it, and it's fascinating. Anyway, we decided to have lunch in the Galleria, at the McDonald, because so we could tell we had lunch at the Galleria, but without having to sell a kidney first.


This was the view from our table. After that, we went back to the Railway Station, and read, talked, read some more, talked an awful lot, and finally it was six pm and our trains were there. I listened to Cabin Pressure during the journey, and almost dozed off on the bus. I'm getting ooooold.


This was space_oddity_75's birthday gift to me. It's Lemon marmalade. My Jam Now. And a pencil with GERTI on it and a cupcake for my bag. I'm still squeeing now just thinking about it, I have the best friends. :D


And today this was my breakfast. I woke up at 9 (I overslept, but hey, no trams!), and prepared the best possible breakfast for the Supernatural premiere. There was indeed much need of sugar and biscuits. The Stiles tea blend is now my favourite, along with Clint Barton. It's sweet and spunky and it has hints of cherries and cookies, it's amazing and funny. The cookies are the british ones, orange-flavoured with bits of ginger in them, so good. And the Winchesters are back with a new great storyline, all is well with the world! \o/


Yesterday there was a RedBubble package sitting on my doorstep, but I only opened it this morning while waiting for the tea to be done, because I have to be lucid to take proper pictures. I'm wearing the Supernatural shirt right now, actually. It's one Hell-uva shirt indeed. The Teen Wolf one reads "The Derek Hale center for werewolves who can't werewolf good and want to learn to do other wolf stuff too". :D


But the best part about that package is this Cabin Pressure hoodie. I needed one for the gym, I only have the one, a lilac Mickey & Minnie one, and I needed another for when that's in the washer. So I looked online, and found this one, Travelling Lemon 2012 championship. It had to be mine. :D

I loved going back to Milan, I loved Frankenstein, but the best part about it was meeting space_oddity_75 and tsuki_yagami in person. You girls are amazing, thanks for the great time together, and I can't wait to see you both again! \o/