Last week I attended my final classes, wrote papers, took the tests, all with a bit of detachment. I knew it was almost over. I attended my final presentation, got mysepf a bike and climbed the 250 stairs to the top of the duomo. Italian students seem to have numerous superstitions about graduating and one prevents your from ascending anything where the view might be lovely. My diploma isn't coming for months, but I felt like I could at least visit the weirdest view in Milan. I brought some wine and sunglasses and enjoyed every moment. I hope it is this nice in July because I am going again, These photos do not begin to describe the awesome.