This is one of my favourite travel stories.<\/p>\n
So I’m getting pretty good at this whole train thing by now. I stood for hours in Termini station yesterday to get information and make my reservation to Genova. I’ve spent some time thinking about this and I’m finally smart enough to request a window seat on the left (Mediterranean) side, non-smoking. Great! So I get onto the train this morning, looking for my *reserved* seat, and what do I find? A NUN! In my reserved seat. Of course, a unilingual Italian nun.<\/p>\n
What could I do? Through a bit of sign language and an interpreter, I express my point (you’re in MY seat!) She smiles at me and pats the empty middle seat beside her. What can I do? I hate the middle seat. It’s a friggin’ nine hour ride, I don’t want to sit in the middle seat when I reserved a window seat. But God is watching, and I am just superstitious enough and far enough from home and have spent enough of my vacation to this point in churches to deal with this. So here I am, in the middle seat.<\/p>\n
Okay, here I am in the train station in Genova. I was going to spend the night in Genova, but I just can’t stand being in Italy any more. So I’m killing two hours here to get my transfer to Nice and eventually Antibes. It’s been a long day and it won’t be over for another five hours or so, but when it is I’ll be on the Cote d’Azur! And I must say, I’ve earned<\/strong> my days on the beach.<\/p>\n Stuck in the train station, unable to convert my lire into francs because it’s Sunday again. Well, hopefully I’ll be able to find an ATM and a taxi when I get into Antibes…<\/em><\/p>\n Categories: <\/span>Europe95<\/span><\/a><\/span><\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":" This is one of my favourite travel stories. 7:50 am, 13 August 1995Roma Termini Station (on the train) So I’m getting pretty good at this whole train thing by now. I stood for hours in Termini station yesterday to get information and make my reservation to Genova. I’ve spent some time thinking about this and … Continue reading “Ten years ago today – Rome to Provence”<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-188","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-uncategorized"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/188","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=188"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/188\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=188"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=188"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/danigirl.ca\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=188"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}