This is the wrong Train, RUN!

This past Sunday a group of us took a day trip to Verona.  We got up early Sunday morning and walked down to the train station.  We were all so excited because they had automatic ticket machines that were in English.    We bought our ticket there to Verona for 7.20 euro.  This was going to be an easy, inexpensive trip.  Some of us were really hungry, so we ran to the nearby McDonald's and grabbed a quick snack.  We came back and started looking around to see what platform we were departing from, but we saw the rest of the group standing at 3 so we went to meet them over there.   We stood around as the clock ticked down to our time to departure and there was a train near our platform, but still not one at ours.  I started questioning everyone to see if we were sure this was the right one.  One of the girls started asking around to see if we were at the right platform, then all of the sudden she says "Run, that's our train!" and points to the one on the other side.  In stampede form, we all dart off running, literally skipping 4 to 5 steps at a time down the stairs.  We all run on the train, and someone asks if this is the right train, and next thing I hear, "This is the wrong train, Run, get off!"  We run back to the door and it shuts in our faces.  We keep pressing buttons trying to open the door and before we knew it the train started moving.  We are now officially going wherever this train takes us.  Fortunately, the train was going to Verona.  Unfortunately, it was a EuroTrain or the "fast train" which cost us all 21.50 euros more!  We all scraped up our change to pay the extra fee.  Yes, it was a pain to pay the extra, but thankfully it was going the right way and we got there in less than an hour!


However, Verona was amazing!  We split up into smaller groups and just explored the town.  For a Sunday it was very packed.  But we didn't let the crowd stop us, we explored everything.  Took hundreds of photos and ate at this adorable cafe.  We went on to Juliet's balcony and wrote her a letter and signed our wall.  We had to make the most of our experience, so we even touched her left breast for good luck. We continued walking around just enjoying every step that we took.  The typical girl day: posing for funny pictures, laughing hysterically, and wishing for love.  Unfortunately, we did not find our Romeo.  It was so sweet to see all the couples around the city.  It truly is a city of love, even the birds flying around flew  in pairs.  Maybe, the good luck of Juliet will bless us with our Romeos.  


It was time to go back to the train station.  We bought our tickets and double checked for the right platform.  Thankfully we got it right this time.  This train took over an hour to get to Bologna, so we all napped on the back.  It was such an eventful day, but completely worth it!  I am loving the European life of traveling.   Still more to explore and learn.  We are going to Malta in two weeks!   So more post to come!


Ciao!

Gia, Me, Julian, Stacey, and Victoria at Casa de Giulette.

Beautiful Verona