My train was leaving early this morning, so I had set my alarm for 6am giving me time to quickly dress, check out and take the half hour water bus ride back to the train station.
When on the train, I had the pleasure of being yelled at by another asshole. What is it with people yelling at me on trains in Italy? This one - I was ready to sock in the face or just cry, tears more likely between the two.
When I first sat on the train that was headed to Bologna for my transfer to Ancona, departing at 7:52am, it was completely empty. I didn't anticipate it to get all that busy because of how empty it was earlier. With absolutely no luggage area in sight, I brought my suit case with me to my seat, putting it under my legs, and with little room for my feet I put my feet up on the edge of the chair across from me, as well as resting my pink carry on there.
I was on the train for about 25 minutes, by the third stop the train began to have more people on it. I moved my suitcase as close to me as possible to give people room to sit down around me when this business man guy gets my attention. I take my head phones off, and he begins to yell at me to take my feet off the chair. "We sit! No feet!"
I apologised saying okay but I didn't know where to put my feet with my suitcase right there. As I was looking around, trying to figure it out he keeps yelling at me to my move suitcase.
I'm saying "okay! Okay!" as I continue to figure out how to move.
He's STILL yelling, trying to move my suitcase and saying "I have to work too, no feet! Move!"
Getting upset and frustrated, he's not giving me even a few seconds to figure out how to get out - him in the f***ing aisleway blocking me in anyways, I say: "I GET IT! Where can I put my suitcase?! Where can I put this???!" I wasn't trying to be smart or anything, I literally had NO idea where to put it!
He tells me he doesn't know, and that I should stand. Then he continues to yell "stand up and move!"
I just wanted to yell "I'm trying!!!!!!! F*** off, you mean, mean, grumpy man!!!!" Obviously I didn't, but as he continued to yell as I'm trying to get out of his way I look at him and I'm just like "PATIENCE!"
I take my luggage down the few steps to where the doors of the train open and find a little tiny corner that's sort of out of the way of the doors and rest it there and go back in my seat.
Go figure the a**hole gets off 2 stops and not 15 minutes later. Before getting off he says "Look for your bag." wtf? Why? Because it might get stolen? Kind of the whole effing reason I had it between my legs?! To prevent it from being stolen..! UGHH!!!
Rough morning. That whole situation literally almost brought me to tears. No one needs to be that mean when asking to sit down beside someone. You get a lot farther being nice/ polite to people.
I arrived in Bologna about 15minutes early, not realising it was Bologna I remained on the train until I noticed everyone else had left and quickly jumped off the train.
I wandered around for the hour I had to kill waiting in the waiting room. I noticed my train wasn't on the departure board at its scheduled time. Hmm...
I go up to the man at the desk and ask him where I could find my train. "Lecce, platform 9 - it stops in Ancona on the way."
Okay, perfect!
I had over to platform 9 and wait for the train. When it arrives at 11:15, I look for car 4 and hop on. I drag myself and my famous nuisance of a suitcase to a seat. As I get comfortable, the train begins to move.
It's 11:28.
My train shouldn't be leaving till 11:42...
Shit.
WHERE am I going??!
Ha! I knew this would happen at least once on this 7 week adventure. Hahaha
I'm currently sitting on this train, hoping the next stop comes quickly and I can either get back to Bologna quickly to catch another one to Ancona, or I can get one to Ancona from wherever I end up.
Now to sit, wait and see.
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| An empty San Marco Sqaure at 6:30am |
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| Sunrise on Riva Delgi Schiavoni |
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