Milan's HOTTEST AC-Equipped Apartment: Anfossi's Stunning Renovation! WiFi Included!
Milan's HOTTEST AC-Equipped Apartment: Anfossi's Stunning Renovation! WiFi Included! - A Rambling Review
Okay, alright, buckle up buttercups, because I'm about to give you the lowdown, the inside scoop, the real deal on Milan's Anfossi apartment – the one that's supposedly "HOTTEST AC-Equipped" this side of the Navigli. And yeah, they scream WiFi Included! like it's a freaking miracle. Is it? Let's find out, shall we?
First Impressions (and the Dreaded Entrance):
Walking into Anfossi… well, let’s just say the elevator ride gave me a tiny heart palpitation. Not because it was scary (it wasn't), but because I was just that desperate for a cool blast of AC after battling the Milanese summer humidity. Success! The second the door opened to my room, I felt a wave of pure, unadulterated bliss. AC, baby, AC! And believe me, in Milan, that's gold.
Accessibility & Getting Around (Because I Tripped Up the Stairs Once):
Now, I’m clumsy. Like really clumsy. So thankfully, an elevator! Elevator: check. Wheelchair accessible?: Sadly, I didn't see any specifics about that, so I can't comment definitively. However, I did notice the general setup and it seemed pretty accessible, so maybe check the specific details when booking. Airport transfer: Yep, they offer it. Thank God. I was NOT attempting the tram with my suitcase. Car park [free of charge/on-site]: Yep! Though, I must admit, I walked everywhere. Milan deserves to be explored on foot.
The Room - My Sanctuary (and the Minor Annoyances):
Okay, the room. Lush! Air conditioning: Magnificent. Seriously, I spent a solid hour just basking in its glory after arriving. Free Wi-Fi: Yep, worked like a charm, unlike my own home internet… The desk/laptop workspace: It was fine, though I prefer working in bed, so make of that what you will. The soundproofing, according to their description, was a thing, and it was. The street noise was almost nonexistent… almost. Sometimes a Vespa snuck in at high volume. A minor gripe, but a gripe nonetheless. The bathroom: Well-appointed, but I'm always a sucker for a bathtub. Also, bonus points for the hair dryer, because my mane requires serious wattage to be tamed.
Side note: They mention bathrobes and slippers. I’m all in when I’m not already in my travel clothes.
Cleanliness & Safety (Can't Be Too Careful):
They are serious about cleanliness here. Anti-viral cleaning products, daily disinfection in common areas, individually-wrapped food options… the whole shebang. Honestly, I felt safer than at my own dentist. I loved that. Room sanitization opt-out available?: I didn't specifically ask, but it's worth a question if you're picky about it. Staff trained in safety protocol. They seemed to know their stuff and kept their distance unless needed.
Things To Do (Or, How I Spent My Free Time in Milan):
Okay, so this place is more like a refined basecamp. Don't expect a full-blown resort. They have some facilities for disabled guests, and facilities for disabled guests, but my focus was on Milan itself. They're kind of at that 'do you need it to be amazing, or are you good' stage. If you need a chill time, you're sorted. If you want more options in-house, perhaps it is not for you.
Dining, Drinking, & Snacking (Fueling the Milanese Adventure):
Listen. This is not a foodie paradise in the hotel itself. There's no Michelin-starred restaurant on-site. But, in my opinion, that is a good thing!
On-site accessible restaurants / lounges: No. Restaurants: No, not particularly. Bar: Nope. Coffee shop: Nay. Breakfast [buffet]: Offered, and honestly, it was… functional. Not a knock-your-socks-off buffet, but it got the job done. Breakfast in room: Available. Breakfast takeaway service, alternative meal arrangement?: Sure - get on the phone, make it happen!
Anecdote: I once did order a coffee from room service. The guy at the front desk was a bit flustered when I asked, and I did find myself waiting 30 minutes. But I did have a coffee and I watched some TV.
Services & Conveniences (The Little Things That Matter):
24-hour front desk: HUGE. I arrived at like 2 AM. No problem. Check-in was smooth. Laundry service, dry cleaning, ironing service: Yep, all available. Concierge: Helpful, friendly, and knew their stuff. Daily housekeeping: Clean and efficient. Always a plus. Cash withdrawal, currency exchange: On hand.
For the Kids (Bringing the Little Ones?):
Babysitting service: Check. Family/child friendly: Seems to be. Kids meal: Not sure but they'll probably go out of their way.
The Spa… Not Really.
They have what they call a "spa". It is not. Sauna, steamroom, pool with view, spa/sauna, body scrub, body wrap, massage: No. Not offered. Sad face.
The Emotional Verdict (Because I'm a Mess):
Look, this isn't the super-luxe, over-the-top hotel experience. It's not a flashy, buzzy place. It's solid. It’s clean. It is blissfully cool. And honestly? After a long day of exploring Milan, that's exactly what I wanted. The location is excellent. The AC is a lifesaver. The staff is helpful. They’re there, they’re doing it, they're making it work. It doesn't have every single bell and whistle, but it delivers where it matters most. I'd go back. No question.
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Final, Bold Offer: Book Anfossi's Apartment NOW! (Because Your Sweat Glands Will Thank You):
Here's your game plan, Milan explorers: Book this apartment, especially during the summer months. It's a haven of cool air, a comfortable base for your adventures, and a stress-free experience. The AC alone is worth the price of admission!
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Okay, buckle up buttercups, because this ain't your Grandma's perfectly-formatted travel itinerary. This is me, in Milan, trying to navigate Italian chaos and hopefully not tripping over a cobblestone (again). The Anfossi apartment, by the way, is supposed to be "ristrutturato nuovo" – brand new, and with AC! Hallelujah, because I’ve heard Milan summers are no joke. Anyway, here goes… my train wreck of a plan:
Milan: Anfossi Adventure – or, How I Learned to Stop Worrying and Love the Aperitivo (Probably)
Day 1: Arrival & "Lost in Translation" (Literally)
- Morning (Errrr… Mostly): Arrived at Malpensa Airport. Passport control? Fine. Finding my way to the train? Absolute comedy. Apparently, "Direzione Milano Centrale" isn't as straightforward as it sounds. Ended up on a tram for a good forty minutes that felt like a scenic tour of… well, I have no idea. All the signs were in Italian, and my Italian vocab barely extends past "caffè" and "grazie."
- Afternoon: Finally, finally got to the Anfossi apartment. It is nice. Actually, more than nice. The AC is glorious (seriously, a lifesaver) and the WiFi works! God bless technology. Unpacked, collapsed on the bed, and tried to summon the energy to… you know… do things. The jet lag is hitting me hard. Managed to stumble to a little deli around the corner and ordered… something. I think it was a sandwich. Ate it on a park bench, watching pigeons. They seemed to have a better grasp of Milanese society than I did.
- Evening: Aperitivo Time! Guided, vaguely, by a Google Maps search for "nearby bars with good reviews". Ended up at a place that looked promising, but the waiter spoke… fast. Really, really fast. I managed to mumble something resembling "Aperol Spritz" (a victory!) and then got completely overwhelmed by the snacks. A mountain of olives, little pizzas, and… I think it was a cured meat that I didn't actually manage to identify (but it was good!). The sun setting over the buildings was beautiful, and the Aperol Spritz hit the spot… but I got a weird look from some people next to me because I spilled a bit on the first sip. I felt so, so awkward. I just wanted to be cool!!
Day 2: Duomo Dreams & Shopping Shenanigans (or, My Wallet's in Danger)
- Morning: The Duomo! YES! Got up early, actually this time. The lines were long, but the cathedral is breathtaking. Seriously. The stained glass windows… the sheer scale of it all… Wow. I spent probably an hour just wandering around, gaping. Took a million photos. (If you see someone blocking the aisle with a phone, it might have been me. Sorry!)
- Afternoon: Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II. This is where the REAL danger started. Designer shops galore. My credit card started sweating. Window shopping quickly became a test of willpower. Almost bought a ridiculously expensive scarf purely because the salesperson was so charming. I managed to escape… relatively unscathed. Then I was lost in the area, the huge buildings making me dizzy, I don't know which street to go. "Oh my god, this is so beautiful", then "Wait, where am I?" was my mental state.
- Late Afternoon: Determined to feel like a local I decided to find a small Trattoria for lunch. Ordered a plate of pasta, and… it was bland! Bland pasta in Italy! How is this possible? I had a moment of true existential dread. Did I come all the way to Italy just to be disappointed by bland pasta? No! This will not stand! Just decided to ask the waiter if it was okay for him to recommend another dish. He was very nice and made me feel at ease and then I discovered the joy of a perfectly cooked Cacio e Pepe. My faith in Italian cuisine was restored.
- Evening: Back to Anfossi for a recharge. Pizza delivery! (Not the most authentic experience, but, hey, I'm tired). Watched some of the (dubbed) Italian TV. I understood… some of it. Enough to chuckle at the absurdity.
- Bedtime: I want to speak Italian, but not now.
Day 3: Da Vinci, and the Curse of the Lost Museum Ticket
- Morning: The Last Supper! The reason I came to Milan. Booked tickets months in advance. Found the church. Checked my ticket… gone. Panic. Sweaty palms. Frantic bag-rummaging. Double-checking pockets. Nothing. The ticket was gone! After a few minutes of intense panic I asked some workers and they got me in. (Crisis averted. Thanks, random kind Italian people!) The painting itself… is amazing. The detail, the history… worth the ticket… even though I thought I lost it!
- Afternoon: Strolling around the neighborhood. Found a small gelato shop with the most amazing pistachio gelato I've ever tasted. Sat on a bench, people-watching (a surprisingly entertaining pastime). Found a very funny cat, it was staring at me and then decided to turn its back on me. So rude. Not sure if I’m more insulted or amused.
- Late Afternoon: I decided to be a smart tourist and take the metro. Then I got lost. Again. Seriously, I need to get a handle on this public transport thing. Ended up wandering around, which, to be fair, is sometimes the best way to experience a new place. Found a cool vintage clothing store. Did not buy anything. Yet.
- Evening: Another Aperitivo (obviously!). Different bar this time. Ordered something that looked interesting, hoping to expand my palate. It involved some kind of sparkling wine and… I don't even know what else. Delicious. Made a new friend at the bar, this one was a local, and he was telling me about Milan. It was good to hear a resident's perspective.
- Bedtime: Another day, another beautiful sunset. Also, planning my escape from the metro system.
Day 4: The Art of Doing… Nothing (Sort Of)
- Morning: After a tiring first three days, I decide to laze in my apartment. Slept in, had a slow breakfast with the goodies I bought the previous days.
- Afternoon: I'm in Milan, right? I should go shopping! So I went out to find some shops, but I started thinking about it… Did I need anything? Honestly? Maybe not. So I sat in a cafe instead. Had a cappuccino and watched the passers-by. Pure bliss.
- Late Afternoon: Maybe a tiny, very, very tiny amount of guilt kicked in. I want to learn something new. I decided to visit the Pinacoteca di Brera. The art was overwhelming, in a good way. So many famous names! My brain kind of overloaded.
- Evening: Pack my luggage, and get ready to leave. I wanted to stay more, but I am out of money. Had a final Aperitivo. Said goodbye to my new friend.
- Bedtime: Goodbye Milan. I will come back again.
Ramblings & Imperfections:
- The Language Barrier: Seriously, learning a few phrases beforehand wouldn't have gone amiss. I'm getting better (slowly), but I still feel like a bumbling idiot most of the time. The Italians are generally patient, though, which is a godsend.
- The Food…Mostly: The pasta's not always perfect, but the gelatos are consistently heavenly. And the Aperitivo? A national treasure.
- Lost in Translation (and Location): I'm a professional directionally challenged. Google Maps is my lifeline (mostly).
- The Italian Style: The effortlessly chic locals are both inspiring and slightly intimidating. I'm trying to embrace the "sprezzatura" (the art of creating a sense of effortlessness) but, let's be honest, I'm still a work in progress.
- The Feelings: This trip is a rollercoaster. From the awe-inspiring beauty of the Duomo to the sheer frustration of getting lost (again), I'm experiencing it all. But the good stuff, the feeling of discovery, the joy of a perfect Aperol Spritz… that makes it all worthwhile.
- The Verdict: Milan is a whirlwind. It’s messy, beautiful, and utterly captivating. Would I recommend it? Absolutely. Just maybe learn a few more Italian phrases than I did. And bring comfortable shoes. You'll be doing a lot of walking (and maybe getting a little lost). And, you know, try not to spill your drinks.
Okay, so, Anfossi's "Hottest AC Apartment" in Milan... is it *actually* hot? And what even *is* hot in Milan summers?!
HOT? Honey, let me tell you. I'm from *San Francisco*, right? I thought I knew hot. I was WRONG. Milan in July? It's like being slowly marinated in a vat of simmering parmesan cheese... in a sauna. Seriously. So, yes, the AC is a lifesaver. A glorious, whispering angel in the inferno. I actually *cried* the first time I walked in. I think I mumbled something like, "Sweet Jesus, I can live here."
What about the Wi-Fi? Is it reliable? Because, you know, Instagram is life. (And work, sadly.)
Okay, deep breath. The Wi-Fi... It's good. Really good. Mostly. Look, I can't promise you *perfect* performance. Sometimes, you'll be in the middle of a vital Zoom call and it'll... hiccup. Briefly. Like, the internet will take a nap. But generally, it's fast enough to stream, post your perfectly curated pasta pics, and, you know, pretend you're working. For like... 90% of the time. I once lost an hour of work while trying to upload a video to Youtube. Pure panic! But hey, maybe it was a divine intervention. It forced me to pause, and truly appreciate the apartment. The Wi-Fi is a solid A- , there's always room for improvement, right? But it's a lot better than the place I lived previous, the Wi-fi was so bad it made me want to throw my laptop away.
The renovation... is it as "stunning" as they say? And what does that even *mean*?
Stunning? Yeah, it's pretty damn stunning. Look, I'm no interior design expert, but I have a *soul*. And my soul was *happy* in that apartment. Think: high ceilings, lots of natural light, ridiculously chic furniture (I'm talking Instagram levels of chic, people), and a kitchen that made me want to actually *cook*! (Which, let's be honest, is a miracle.) I'm telling you, the first time I walked in, I gasped. I actually gasped. And then immediately started mentally rearranging my entire wardrobe to fit the aesthetic. It's that kind of place. Even the toilet was stylish! Which is a weird thing to say, but... true.
Are there any downsides? Because *nothing* is perfect, right? Spill the tea.
Okay, okay, here's the REAL deal. The downsides... Well, the building itself is older. You *will* hear your neighbors. Sometimes. Loudly. There's the occasional mysterious drip from the ceiling in the bathroom (but it's easily managed with a strategically placed bucket – I'm not kidding). And maybe... just *maaaaybe* the price tag is a teensy bit… ouch. But honestly? These are minor quibbles. Like, the price is really the only thing. And I am not mentioning the noise again because that is the norm in Italy! Trust me. The positives so vastly outweigh the negatives, and honestly, after the sweltering summers I've endured in this city, a little bucket in the bathroom is a price I'm willing to pay. And my neighbors have a dog that barks at 3AM, but hey, it's a reminder your not alone.
Location, location, location! Where exactly is this place? And is it convenient?
Anfossi is conveniently located, ok ok. It's Milan, honey. You can get *anywhere* from anywhere. It's a pretty easy walk to the Metro. There are shops and cafes literally *everywhere*. I'm talking, like, a 30-second walk to the best gelato in the entire city (fact). And seriously, the people watching? Chef's kiss. You can step outside, take a deep breath, and feel like you're *living* in Milan. I once saw a woman walking a teacup pig on a leash. A *teacup pig*. Need I say more?!
Air Conditioning. Let’s talk about that. What's the *deal* with the AC? Did it work?! Were there any weird quirks?
Okay, buckle up. This is the story of the AC and my sanity. Look, as I said, the AC *saved my LIFE*. But, like all great romances, it wasn't *always* smooth sailing. First off, it's central AC, which is a freaking luxury in Milan (compared to portable units, which are basically just noisy boxes that blow lukewarm air!) The AC in the apartment was a dream. Cool, quiet, and efficient. But, and this is a BIG but, it had a *personality*. Like, sometimes, it would decide to be extra-efficient and make the entire apartment *arctic*. My bones would ache! Other times, it would be temperamental. Flickering, like a moody teenager. Once, I think I accidentally set it to "Sauna Mode" and almost passed out. I now know all the units setting by heart. But honestly, I don't care. I was cool. Literally. And I would trade the occasional hiccup for the blissful, icy air any day of the week.
What kind of person would LOVE this apartment?
Okay, if you are NOT a fan of people who actually live in the building, don't bother. If you hate light, clean lines, and furniture you could lose yourself in, walk away. If you are ok with a slight drip in the bathroom (hey, at least it's clean water). If you love a bit of character. And most importantly, if you value staying cool and sane during a Milanese summer, THIS APARTMENT IS FOR YOU. It's for the person who wants to experience Milan, not just visit it. It's for the person who appreciates a little bit of (stylish) imperfection. It's for me... who sadly couldn't keep it long-term, a tear rolls down my cheek. And maybe, just maybe, it's for you.
