The first thing I did upon arriving in Milan airport was to look for internet access, which I found in the form of a small kiosk
| I will eat your coinsss |
| I love Italian coins |
With all my luggages, I stopped at a nearby cafe hoping they have wifi, and decided to order something so I can sit there. They had lots of croissants and pastries.
And I had coffee, croissants, and pastries too.
| What I had |
Only thing the coffee was from them, everything else was
food from the flight. Lady at counter kept staring at me. So I gobbled down and
left.
Upon arriving in Sardinia, Mario, a guy from the University’s
student network greeted me. Thank God for him. No picture of him, didn’t want
to be rude taking a picture upon first encounter.
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| Mario, the Italian plumber created by the Japanese |
| Assorted Veges and Prawns |
| Rice(Arabic)! |
| Some good tasting corn bubur chacha |
| And a little dab of Italian pasta by one of their Italian housemates |
| From left : Fauzi, Akmal, Irene, and Amin |
These peeps love to cook. They found some arabian shops that sells the spices we have
in Malaysia. Genius! Not much homesickness after all.
Apparently the Italians don’t enjoy the Malaysian dishes and finds them unhealthy. Must be the oil and seasonings that makes them tasty.
The night view from their apartment. Yes, there’s a
McDonalds in walking distance. McD here in Sardinia not doing too well. Heard
there’s plans to close down. And there I was hoping I could land a part time
job there.
Tomorrow : To the beach!

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