Italian transportation

1st of all, what self-respecting food service cart serves Nescafe??? I wanted an espresso!

The bus ride to Como was as exciting going as it was coming. Bus was packed but everyone was friendly, giving up seats to older people, offering advise about which stop was upcoming, etc...most of the tourists appear to be german, rarely do we hear American & only occasionally English. My ear is getting used to Italian. I can pick out words & phrases.

Good thing as the Como train station announcements are mostly in Italian.

We changed trains in Milan - always an adventure with it's mass of humanity & pick pockets. I keep an eye on things while Philip goes to buy sandwiches.

I love to watch the Italian women; they can wear the most outrageous outfits & look so chic! Anything glittery is in!!
Would appear tights & long loose blouses with gorgeous belts are currently vogue. I feel particularly frumpy in my simple brown slacks, T-shirt & jacket. Where's my glitter?

Once the Venice train track is posted, there is a mass of people trying to manuver themselfs & suitcases down a 7' wide platform. Naturally, our coach is at the far end.
The Venice train is crowded. I hear some American, Japanese, Italian, English, & German. It's still holidays in much of Europe so people are in good spirits.

Since we don't know which train we'll be on to Portuguaro, we'll call Mikki after we arrive. Ciao!