Processing time

So I am in Milan now. Took a long nap, and then explored the Duomo a bit. It's rather impressive. After a quiet dinner in a small bar, I got back to the hostel and now I'm taking a relaxing evening to unwind a bit from the whirlwind of Turkey. Since I am now destiny my own schedule again, and still uninterested in night life, I can take more time in the evening to write and process things.

The following are a few thoughts.

( I ramble for a while, drawing overly large conclusions based on a pittance of anecdotal experience )