I would walk 500 miles. On a freeway. In 1 celsius weather.

9:18 PM, GMT+1

I went to go see Benny Benassi (he's a big techno-artist, for those of you unfamiliar) this Thursday. He was having a free concert, and, well, this was just one of those times where I figured it was something I really couldn't pass up.

I left with a friend last Wednesday, and we first got into an aperitivo at a club called Old Fashion for free. An Aperitivo is like a snack buffet, kind of. From there, we high-tailed it to Porta Romana, where the Benassi concert was being held.

We got lost several times, getting different directions from the 8 Italians we asked.

Okay, Italy. Maybe it's time you got some REAL street signs, instead of posting barely-visible ones on the walls of buildings.

We got there in the end, and there was a literal MOB of people in front of the place. Stands to reason, though... but this was midnight, and we were tired. We cheated, pushed, and elbowed our way to the front of the line, finally got in.

Only to find out that there was hardly anyone actually in the club at that moment. We said hello to some friends, then Brandon asked the big black bouncer what time Benassi was showing up.

"Alle quattro," was his answer.

Yeah. No. We got out of there at one, and heard from friends later that he never showed at four. Hey, if I wasn't getting paid, I probably wouldn't do it either.

We had to walk home, although we had the chance to admire the area we were in. It was quiet, wide, and actually very pretty, considering it was Milan. I think if I had to, I would end up living there.

The walk was uneventful, except for where we decided to stroll on the autostrade (freeway) to get home. But we did. It was cold.

I am most likely going to see an Inter- Palathinaikos Champion's League game at San Siro on Wednesday. Yay! Anyone who wants stuff from San Siro better tell me now.