Bastions “en rose”

“Why is it that people insist on believing that Milan is a colorless city; because I can guarantee that the last day of winter the bastions, for those who have the luxury of being able to look not only forward but sideways, will absolutely be a purely gorgeous view. Who knows if you too will remember to look up. On the last day of winter. Because the trees bloom from the climb to porta Venezia and everyone at least once should stop to observe them.”

That is how the song by Niccolò Agliardi goes, pure poetry. We followed his advice and lost ourselves on a walk along the bastions of PortaVenezia.

It’s true. When the season of rebirth arrives you can tell by the flowering chestnut trees that sway with gust of wind or passing car. So the tree-lined street turns a marvelous pink with the walk and liberty details.

To be honest, unfortunately over the years the area has really fallen into a degrading state and is usually visited by the destitute and needy that gather around. But all it takes is a little, just once to stop and watch the bastions turn pink.