Travel Memories as a Child vs. Adult different world in Milan

Travel Memories as a Child vs. Adult – different world in Milan


I have traveled to Italy several times with my parents as a child but until now have not returned by myself. On the plane I could not wait to see it all again: the old men sitting on the street beautifully dressed ladies strolling around laundry drying in front of the windows gelato everywhere.

I reached Milan I was really confused: Where were the people who had been sitting on the streets? When did the ladies stop wearing nice dresses? All these pictures in my head I could not find them.
On my 3rd day I walked into a supermarket to buy some water. And there they were right next to my water in the fridge: these tiny bottles of coke I have never seen outside of Italy.

I saw my mother in front of me in her bathing suite handing me this very special treat I was only allowed to have on vacation. Colorful umbrellas on the beach right behind her the feeling of sand stuck to my skin with layers on sunscreen.
I remember it a small part of it was still there hidden in the fridge of a tiny supermarket in Milan

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