Today marked the first full scale revolt. The kids allowed themselves to be dragged around the Expo for 3 hot days and they are done! We left early, the weather was pleasant, all i's were dotted and, when we arrived at the playground ... no one wanted to play. They wanted to sit as close to us as possible and whine with as much gusto as possible. We are at a playground. Quite a nice one, I might add. We got them going and then finally called the ball. Today was not going to be a day for them to 'shine it on' and make the trek to the Duomo - a stunning, gothic confection of a cathedral in the center of town. I left Jack and the kids and headed downtown for a little shopping. I can't come away from Milan without a little 'souvenier'. I was surprised at how little I found. Even with the falling Euro, there were not a lot of big deals to be had. Oh well, less to carry!
Jack and I left the kids in Miki's capable hands and headed to a cool art and design gallery called 10 Corso Como. Then we went to have our aperitivo amongst young and hip Italians at a rooftop bar. Finally, we had dinner at Carlo e Camila, at a long communal table in a converted meat packing factory. The portions were generous and the staff attentive but the execution of the food was only so so. We really are spoiled for great food in San Francisco!
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