Rest day 2 new great friends!!!

Today I woke up at 10,and I went to sleep quite early,but I guess all my exhaust has accumulated,and I swear it seemed like I could sleep whole day,but come on,I can sleep when I am dead,now I am in Milan,and there is no time to waste.

Again googling,but today I wanted to focus on art galleries,street art,expositions,museums,and in the evening visit the canals,where all the young&creative people hang out.

No,barley anything is for free,jesus! All everything I read about museums and expositions is interesting,but almost always mentions that somewhere around 2013-14, a entry fee was introduced...so that's where all the Americans and Russians came here huh? Yes,I have a strong belief they are the sucker tourists who don't fill fulfilled if they don't pay for something,or just show that they came here to spend their life savings to the last cent....

I managed to find 8 free expos thanks to the Visit Milano app( found on ciaomilano website) saved the locations on my map,took the bike and began the tour,two expositions were closed,other two turned out to have entry fee,and the remaining required money to bring in a camera/mobile....ugh :/so no pictures,first expo was about the caste I visited yesterday(centre of Milan),second was about Chinese culture of emperors,(mostly expo of clothing and design,so that was nice) and the other two were simply a photography galleries,not bad,but I don't have a particular passion about photography.

When I finished my exhausting tour around museums,I decided to waste some time walking around the duomo,the plaza,shopmalls and etc.saw a lot of street artists(gymnasts,paintors, musicians...,)and while I asked someone to take a picture of me holding a bike,a Arabic couple asked if they can have a picture with me,and I was so amused and surprised, but happily agreed.

And we part ways....but few meters later I feel a pat on my shoulder,and it's them again,asking me what is it that I actually do with my bike,so I told them about my trip and they instantly asked if I wanted to have walk with them,have a dinner and tell them more about me

WOW

Since I didn't really have other plans,and this was amazing opportunity to meet new people,I agreed.

We walked for a long while around the city,visited the canals where millennials (ugh,young people?)were already gathering,sat and spoke for a while,and then they offered to take me to their apartment on the old public tram transport of Milan (makes a lot of noise,and seems like falling apart while stopping,but besides amazing)

Nicely modern designed flat,they offered me to shower,and fresh clothes,and they insisted that I felt at home(all the time,and I was amazed).

We talked a lot while they were making dinner(delicious spicy vegetables,oh the smell!!)

So Saqib,my dear friend now,is a writer,and he is planning on opening his own business in Italy,so very ambitious and successfull man,with a lot of wisdom about different cultures,mindsets,human nature and life in general.I really enjoyed talking with him and his dear wife about philosophy and education(he had same views:school wastes the time of smart people)We then watched funny videos on youtube,then they showed me incredible Pakistani bikes doing tricks,and I must say,for them gravity isnt a thing...amazing!!!

I got sleepy and realized it was almost midnight,and my bike lights were in the hostel,but no worries,my new friends offered me a sleepover the first moment I entered their flat,so it was ironic that I had a hostel already,but I had such great time with them I decided to sleep in their spare room.

Just before falling asleep Saqib knocks on my door and asks is I want to come with them to the Gardaland theme park tomorrow,and my heart melted,because they wanted to pay the train,and spend the whole day with me,and assured me that they would be very happy to do so,and that all music stuff I can leave at their place,and that they will bring enough food and water zso that I have nothing to worry about...

I REALLY....REALLY wanted to accept,but I was already being lazy for past two days,and I sort of wanted to continue my trip and oh...I declined,and it broke my heart more than theirs...in the morning they prepared me breakfast,and gave my financial support,even though I declined they told me they won't let me out if I don't accept,and even though it's not the first time for me,I still cry happy tears,they hugged me goodbye,and I left to get my stuff from hostel and return to my daily 150km...but we will stay in contact,for sure,and world is small.I hope to meet them again!!!