luggagesbitch

So, I had a senior moment. When the girls said ten to, for some reason I thought it was ten to 8:00 am, even though the shuttle bus was 20 minutes away. I quickly discovered, they meant ten to 7:00, not 8:00. I forgot we're not capable of teleportation yet. I went downstairs and it was a ghost town. The front desk staff said I definitely needed to catch a taxi to have a chance. The driver got me there at just after 8:00. It was a metro (train) station, but there no buses around. There was a family with the same problem. We quickly figured out we needed to be at the parking lot around the corner out of sight. We squeezed in four abreast in the back seat drove over there. Luckily, our bus ... read more

I know now that me catching a bus/train/plane to a new destination is a crap shoot. I really don't enjoy getting minutes there before it leaves so I thought this time would be different. I left at 7:40 am and was going to find some breakfast and snacks. The grocery stores nearby didn't open until 8:00. I decided to get some McDonald's, but it didn't open until 9:00. What the hell? I ended up having a nutritious breakfast consisting of water. By now it was 8:10 and my flight was at 9:45. I tried to catch a cheaper bus that took a bit longer because it made more stops versus the airport bus. It would have been 1.25€ versus 8€. Whenever I asked, everyone said it was 8€ to go to the airport. I caved in ... read more

Surprise! I left later than I should have. I intended on leaving at 7:30 am but didn't get out the door until 8:10 or so. The plan was to take the scenic route through the mountains up to the Ferrari Museum in Maranello (3 hours, 30 minutes), and spend a maximum of an hour and a half there. Then ride to Bologna to the Lamborghini Museum (spend another hour and a half), and come back down to Florence by 5:30 pm to return the bike. If I had time, go snag some real deal arancini and cannoli from Arà is Sicilia, then go back to the apartment to shower and grab my bags, catch the 7:54 pm train from Florence to Venice. I had a hell of a time trying to exit Florence. I ended accidentally ... read more

I checked out and bought a pastry from a bakery near by. Honestly, I think the pastries were better in Paris. Luckily the Metro ticket I bought yesterday was still valid. I thought I'd be nice and fresh for the bus ride, but as usual I was in a rush and was sweating buckets by the time I got to the bus. I noticed two girls looking around like I was and I asked them if they were looking for the station as well. We found it together. While waiting to board the bus a Brazilian girl, Marina, asked me if it was the correct bus for Florence. We talked during the bus ride and agreed to meet up when we were there. Across the aisle was a woman with her bare feet up on the ... read more

It was a 20 minute walk to the bus depot from the hostel. I left late because I was talking to Fillipo the Italian. I showered and by the time I got to the bus depot I was all sweaty with three minutes to spare. I have to stop doing this. Coming down the hill into Split reminded me of coming down into Osoyoos, just bigger. Seeing it made me think that I should have spent time here instead. Oh well. I only spent 45 minutes there before I caught a shuttle bus to the airport. The airport is pretty small and very busy. Not much happened there except for me getting sleepy and annoyed with more waiting. The flight was delayed by 45 minutes. I was really looking forward to a new place. Croatia for ... read more