Milan, our last city in Italy and I was not completely ready to head back to Paris and give up the endless amounts of Pizza and gelato.
In Milan, we stayed at an Airbnb and our host was a sweet, older lady. She reminded me so much of my grandma and my Italian family. Italians are some of the warmest and most family oriented people and this was reflected in our host. If I could have packed her in my bags, then I would have.
Like Pisa, Milan was a great chance to relax. This was the last leg of our trip before heading back to Paris, so we enjoyed sleeping in and simply wandering around the city.