Rolled in on the night train at 7:30 this morning. It was supposed to arrive at 5:30 but as reliable as the German trains are, the Italian trains are not. Oh well, no hurry.
Did a bunch of cruising around Paris yesterday before catching the train. We had a veritable UN in our sleeping car. A guy from Japan hauling around samples of fashion accessories, a doctor from Argentina and a lady who only spoke French and said she was from Africa.
We solved most of the world's tough problems before we crashed. Unfortunately the Japanese guy snored like crazy. Luckily my iPod was charged so I was able to block most of the racket.
Had my first splurge on a hotel - near the train station and very nice. I needed a shower in the worst way and it was wonderful. It was so warm in Paris, and I walked so much, well - let's just say I needed the shower bad.
The show tonight is at 9PM. Kind of a late start but it's OK. I am going to head back to the room and take a nap - I know pretty exciting but my head feels a bit scrambled.
Turin seems very cool. High end stores, wonderful food and stylish people. Italy seems very cool. Learning Italian would go a long ways to helping me get around - but all I know is gracie and ciao.
Tomorrow back to Milan and then Florence. Loving the trip, but missing you all.
More later.
1 comment:
Sweating on an Italian train is not unusual, I've heard. One young lady related a tale of traveling there in July. Deoderant (sp)aopparently is not an Italian staple!
Sounds like you're having fun.
Kenny
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