Traveled. All day long. Finally have a good pen though (took me 'till France to find one). So Amy and I had a plan. It was a good one too. Our plan was to take a single sleeper train from Florence to Nice, not have to pay for a hostel and wake up fresh and ready to beach it. Everyone who says that booking a train in Europe within 5 days of your travel date is easy, they have never done so during high season AKA all of August. The reality of our travels was a midnight arrival in Milan with a 7am departure for Monaco. That meant a night spent in the train station. A ticket checker working the night shift took pity on us two girls, but I am not sure which was worse: bunking alongside tent-pitching backpackers on the hard marble floor or spending out night in the cigarette reeking office of a middle aged man of a touchier culture. Doing it again, I'd gladly have spread out my blanket with the backpackers.
In case you are wondering, Milan train station opens at 4am.
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