As beautiful as Cividale del Friuli was, we needed to head out. It was going to be a long drive to Milan. Thankfully the drive was pretty straight and flat across the Veneto and Lombardy.
We managed to make a stop in Verona for nibble and very quick look at the Piazza delle Erbe. I so wished we had more time to see Verona, but our time left in Italy was racing to the finish, and Larry really wanted to get to, and see, Milan. The few times he came while I was in culinary school, we never explored that city.
We finally made it to the hotel, in a not very attractive section of town, but really quite pretty inside. (Reminded me of the Penn Station area of NYC.) The hotel was immaculate, the staff helpful and the room quite modern. I’m always impressed to see a huge bathtub in Europe. (Yeah, it’s the little things that make me happy.)
We headed down to the hotel bar for, what else, a Spritz and to plot our day tomorrow. One day left, and we wanted to make the most of it. We decided immediately that we wanted to see Da Vinci’s Last Supper, but with such short notice we needed to do it as part of an excursion. We poured over the bus tours and Larry picked the La Scala-Duomo-Da Vinci tour. It sounded like a winner, so we were set. Tomorrow we ride … the bus that is!