The point of the expedition was EICMA 2007, a motorcycle expo reputed to beat UK shows into a cocked hat. It started well by letting women in free on Friday and giving us a priority entry lane, then provided eight halls filled with bikes, scooters and accessories.
There wasn't much you could buy on the day, but lots and lots to look at. Especially tempting were a scooter windscreen wiper (less for practical reasons than for the ability to get my revenge on car drivers who squirt me with water from theirs) and a pair of glasses designed to fit comfortably under a helmet.
My photos are here; take note especially of my next bike.
On Saturday I visited the Science & Technology Museum, which has some aeroplanes and a submarine as well as an exhibition about the Italian steel industry which is undoubtedly fascinating if that sort of thing is your bag. I checked out the Duomo (spectacular) and the shopping district (dull), enjoyed panini and pasta indistinguishable from those served in London (thus proving that London is great) then got on the bus to get on the plane to get on the coach to get on the train (Milan - Bergamo - Stansted - Victoria - Bromley; in order to bag a cheap fare I flew out from Luton and into Stansted).
Although I was only away for two nights, the act of getting on a plane and going to a foreign country made it seem like a lengthy stay. Though I didn't manage to drink any Campari Soda! On the plus side, nor did I encounter Bianca Castafiore.