View of the Milan Centrale train station from my room at the Glam Hotel Milano directly across the street. I was able to avoid the rain by using the warren of Metro tunnels under the Piazza Duca D’Aosta.
For my last night in Italy, I got (surprisingly excellent) takeaway pizza from a Milanese chain called Spontini which had a location at the corner on the ground floor. With a bottle of wine I picked up from Sapori & Dintorni, I had a little feast while watching the only English-language news channel on the hotel’s cable channels: China Global Television Network. CGTN’s coverage of the Honk Kong protests was as nakedly propaganda as anything I’ve seen in my life.