This photo was taken from the so called Old City of Bergamo, Milan, as we looked down at the New City. Most things to do with getting here had gone wrong. I mean from flight to where we stood, this was a mistake… and I was extremely happy about it.
I was on this trip with my girlfriend. A well-planned weekend away to celebrate our anniversary, of course it was, everything I do is well-planned (hmm). Everything was packed, tickets ready, passports ready, map ready, we were to go to Milan.
Our flight landed on time, so I’ll admit, it didn’t all go wrong. Whilst the sun was still up we got a cab from the airport for a fair price, and ended up at our hotel, which was surprisingly swish considering a budget. Soon after we were unpacked, out the door we are and wandering the streets to take in Milan.
The streets were not bustling, even though it was mid-afternoon, we assumed maybe they had a siesta like Spain. Wondering around, we saw few cafes and embraced the stunning architecture whilst it was quiet. It stayed quiet, and while the buildings were impressive, there seemed to be a severe lack of anything particularly remarkable or anything attracting attention. We assumed we were out of the centre a bit. A quick look at the map confirmed that were far from the Old City from which I took that photo.
Up the steep hill we went to the fortress of the Old City. We decided to grab a coffee before finding the way up. Classic good old coffee shop had Wi-Fi – I needed to know the shortest way to the top of that bridge. Google search Milan. I was struck by a remarkably unfamiliar map on my phone, this was not Milan, this is not where we were.
We had flown into Bergamo, after deciding it was clearly the most prominent airport for Milan. Turns out it’s a 50 minute train ride from the true Milan and we were staying in a city of financial banks nearby. Seems we made the wrong choice.
When we walked up to the Old Town, and looked over this view, however, everything was right and I knew it. It was beautiful, the Old Town was beautiful, the hotel was lush. We visited Milan too and it was a storming trip.
One mistake, one awesome mistake.
Why the Paradox of Choice?
Well choice experts believe that too much choice will mean you are less likely to enjoy the end result. That is due to the hypothetical choices you could’ve made. So you must limit your choices.
Paradoxically, too little choice and you want have the option for the best result in the first place. What side do you lean to? I can tell you too much choice is most common. So bear in mind that limiting choices will make you happier anyway.
We limited the choice to Italy, Milan, and a choice of two airports… picked the wrong one… had a great time and the rest is history…
Don’t worry about making the choice; you have to make it first anyway.