Man, what a day! I swear, Novate-Milanese is wild. Like, who knew this little town could throw so much at ya? So, I woke up, right? Sun’s shining, birds chirping, and I’m like, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.
First off, I hit up Via Roma for my morning coffee. You know, the usual spot, Bar Centrale. Best cappuccino in town, no cap. But guess what? They ran outta milk! Like, how do you run outta milk in Italy? I was ready to throw a fit. I mean, c’mon, it’s not rocket science! So, I settled for an espresso. Strong enough to wake the dead.
Then, I decided to stroll down Via Garibaldi. Beautiful street, right? Trees everywhere, cute little shops. I’m vibing, feeling good. But then, outta nowhere, this dog runs past me, chasing a pigeon. I’m talking full-on sprint. The pigeon freaks out, and BAM! It flies right into a window. I’m standing there, laughing my ass off. The dog? Totally confused. Classic.
After that, I hit up the park, Parco della Resistenza. It’s my go-to spot for chillin’. I plop down on a bench, just enjoying the vibe. But then, this group of kids starts playing soccer nearby. And let me tell ya, they were LOUD. Like, I’m trying to relax here, and they’re screaming like it’s the World Cup. I’m half tempted to join in, but I’m not trying to pull a muscle, ya know?
So, I’m sitting there, minding my own business, when I see this old dude feeding the ducks. He’s got a whole bag of bread. I’m thinking, “Dude, save some for the rest of us!” But then, he starts talking to the ducks. Like, full-on conversation. I’m cracking up. I mean, who talks to ducks? Only in Novate, man.
Then, I decide to grab some lunch. I hit up this little trattoria on Via della Libertà. The pasta? To die for. I order the carbonara, and it’s like a hug in a bowl. But then, the waiter spills water all over me. I’m soaked! I’m like, “Bro, I didn’t order a shower!” He’s super apologetic, but I’m just laughing it off. It’s one of those days, ya know?
After lunch, I’m walking back, and I see this street performer on Via Vittorio Emanuele. He’s playing the accordion, and it’s actually kinda nice. I toss him a couple of coins, and he gives me a wink. I’m like, “Dude, you’re the real MVP.”
But then, the day takes a turn. I’m heading home, and I see this commotion on Via Milano. Turns out, there’s a protest going on. People are shouting, holding signs. I’m like, “What’s happening?” Apparently, they’re protesting for better public transport. I mean, I get it, but the noise is insane. I just wanna get home, man!
Finally, I make it back, and I’m exhausted. I flop on my couch, thinking about the day. It was a rollercoaster, for sure. Novate-Milanese, you crazy! But honestly, I wouldn’t trade it for anything. It’s the little moments that make it special, ya know?
So, yeah, that was my day. Full of surprises, laughter, and a bit of chaos. Just another day in Novate-Milanese!