Like all the best Ryanair airports, “Milan” Bergamo is nowhere near Milan, and involves quite a journey to get there. Bergamo itself is lovely, but I didn’t really have time to do much aside from a coffee and pastry near the train station, let alone go up to the medieval old town at the top of the hill.
Unlike Milan however, the air has that alpine crispness.
The airport hadn’t had many passengers for a couple of years, and everywhere looked like this. This was the “new, improved” food court.
There’s something about the UK from the air that’s very distinctive, even compared to Northern France or Belgium right next door. Something about the chaotic layout of the fields?