Over the weekend I went to Milan to take photos at an adidas originals fashion event. I only knew about it on Thursday and the spontaneity of it all was actually very nice.
I set off on Saturday morning. The plane seemed to lack any branding, which was a bit worrying. I mean, imagine if we went missing, how would the authorities find a plane with no name?

My 'boss', checking out the view.

And what a view it was...

Magazine on the plane. What the hell is the deal with this advert? Europeans are so strange.

From a blank plane to a 5 star hotel. This is getting to be more like the lifestyle I am used to.

My room had a lot of wood in it. Nice.

The fancy ceiling in the lounge/bar.

My
super hot friend Saya happened to be in Milan, so we hooked up and decided to head into town for a look around... Only 1 euro for a train ride, plus it was quick, easy and clean. London has got it so wrong.

The local FootLocker was heaving...

Some b-boys and b-girls trying out their moves in the street. I think due to public noise restrictions, they were dancing to possibly the quietest stereo in the world.

Duomo Cathedral. Pretty impressive. Especially those big 'ESPRIT' banners either side.

So after a wander and a 'cappuccino, grazie' we headed back to the hotel and then onto the adidas event, which I shall post tomorrow...