That's Italian for "We're here!" We had a mixed train ride here--from Nice to Ventemiglia, we were packed in like sardines, unable to move, standing all the way, then from Ventemiglia to San Remo, we had the train to ourselves, but all in all, it was a smooth trip. We had a two hour layover in Ventimiglia, where we went for lunch---pasta and a glass of wine. An interesting woman, who spoke Italian and some French, cooked the pasta just for us. An Indian (from Calcutta) street vendor tried to sell me sunglasses for 15 Euros. I got him down to 8 and bought them. A friend of the waitress asked where we were from. When I said Alaska, he asked if I was from Nim. It took me a minute figure out he meant Nome.
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