Good nights sleep off for a quick cappacino and to the post office. Stamps and postcards.
Get to the water bus and the train station.
OOOps wrong water bus we are going the wrong way. Long way to the station.
Quick get tickets lets go. OOPs we forgot to stamp the tickets. Run Chris run. Train to Milano.
We met a very nice South African Couple. Cindy and George. They were on their way home to Johanisburg. They were entertaining. 12 to 1 conversion for their money. Wow makes the dollar look good. They had their laundry done at the hotel. George says it was the cost of a washer at home. YIKEs. Cindy had to keep the receipt as a reminder for the next time she wants to make a bad decision.
They invite us to South Africa and recommend the Garden Tour, wine country near Cape Town.
We arrive in Milano and tell them goodbye. They are going on to Zurich.
No much to see only in the station for a transfer. No Gelato.
OOPS again we miss the stamp. Run Chris Run. All running and no gelato makes Chris a sad boy.
Quick nap on the train and we awake to the most spectacular mountains we have ever seen.
1 comment:
So fun to read the stories...sounds like you guys are having a blast. Are you bringing some of that gelato home with you?
I have heard about that exchange in South Africa. I say we go there next Spring!
The trains are great, aren't they? We made the mistake of not getting our ticket stamped a time or two!
We had lots of laughs on the train...always trying to find the right "bin".
One that comes to mind is looking for our destination city at a transfer and seeing the word "Uscita" everywhere...and one of us blurting out..."Uscita, Uscita, where the fuck is Uscita!" As you know by now and we soon realized, Uscita is "exit" in Italiano. Fun stuff.
Also remember getting on a train in Cinque Terre to travel to the next town to do our laundry (five minute ride)...found out we were on an Express heading for France and ended up spending most of the day trying to get back to our point of origin (needless to say laundry never got done).
Then there was the transfer in Belgium, barely making the train and remarking to Val as the doors were closing..."I am about 90% sure we just got on the wrong train."
I could go on and on...
Hope you are taking lots of pics! It will be fun to hear the stories from you first hand.
Best, J & V
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