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Ma pidin selle eile postitama, aga meil oli eile Itaalias pisut pöörane päev ja ma paraku ei jõdnudki selleni. Igaljuhul olin ma neljapäeva õhtust saadik Itaalias ning jõudsin tagasi eile õhtul. Ma jooksin Modenas oma elu teise poolmaratoni, Maranellos vaatasime Ferrarisid, seejärel külastasime Firenzet (niiii ilus linn) ning eile käisime me Milanos Expol. Peab tunnistama, et see oli üsna halenaljakas kogemus, sest esiteks oli meil ülikiire, teiseks oli ilm kohutav ja kolmandaks me eksisime sissepääsu otsides ära. Lõpuks läks kõik hästi, sest üks kohalik juhtas meid väravani, kuid see getto millest me läbi pidime kõndima oli päris kõle. Ühel hetkel me olime kindlad, et meid röövitakse paljaks ja müüakse orjadeks. Me olime kohale jõudes täiesti läbiligunenud ning jõudsime üle vaadata ainult Eesti paviljoni ning paar pisemat, kuhu läksime vaid sooja saamiseks. Lisaks sellele oli seal 90% inimestest vihmavarjudega, milega nad igal võimalikul hetkel sul silma peast välja üritasid torgata. Kui me lõpuks autodesse tagasi jõdusime oli meil kõigil tunne, et me ei taha enam kunagi ühelegi Expole minna, hahaaa...
 
I was supposed to post this yesterday but we had a bit of a crazy day in Italy and I didn't get a chance to do it. I was there since Thursday night and got back yesterday. I ran my second half marathon in Modena, admired Ferraris in Maranello, then we went to Florence (sooo amazing) and yesterday we visited the Expo in Milan. It was a strange experience, I have to say, because first of all we had very little time, secondly the weather was awful and thirdly we got lost while walking to the gate. Luckily all went well and a local led us to the entry, however, we had to walk through a pretty sketchy ghetto and at one point we all thought that we were going to get robbed and sold into slavery. When we got there we completely soaked and only had time to visit the gallery of Estonia and a couple of really small ones just to go somewhere warm and dry. In addition, 90% of the people there had umbrellas and tried to poke your eye out whenever they went past you. When we got back to the cars we all felt like we never ever want to go to another Expo again, haha…

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