Leaving Genoa

Morning of the third day was devoted to having a lie in and then we set off for Milan.
The trip through the mountains was spectacular and almost everyone enjoyed the views, but as we moved onto the plain, it became darker and darker until as we entered Milan, the heavens opened.
In Milan there was rain. Lots.
We ducked out of the coach into the hotel trying to keep ourselves dry, mostly unsuccessfully. But by the time we had changed the rain had stopped and the skies cleared.
The centre of Milan is a short metro trip from the hotel and we went to the Duomo. Fashion week was ending and we spent some time people watching as we ate and then retired to a terrace overlooking the Duomo for cocktails.