So there we were, flying into Milano in an Italian 'plane that had the green, white and red on its body, and it was FUN ! That is to say, the arriving at Malpensa
was fun; the Alitalia ... um ... conditions were *not* fun, and were significantly less attractive than the national Website would have you believe; but I think it was just an old 'plane. And I did subsequently get quite a lot of free flying off Alitalia; the bloke who gave it to me knew, though we didn't, then !, they were about to pull out of Sydney, and thought we'd never be able to claim on it ... but he was wrong <grin>.
Malpensa is a really nice airport. It's only now that I find out it doesn't have ground radar. Gulp.
We took the airport train
in to Cadorna, not yet totally fazed by the heat and exulting in hearing Italian spoken all around us.
The hotel was fine, only the desk staff were not; desk staff who talk down to people *deserve* to have to deal with Aussies ! ;-)
The room was small, especially for the money; but hey, this is Milano ! -- and the view from our room's window was worth it. Nothing absolutely marvellous -- just ... Milano. Wonderful ! I was struck by how happy I was to be back, and revelled in the realisation.