September 12th, 2006
…I’m going to arrive in Rome with my two heavy suitcases around 10:00pm. grrrrr.
I have nobody to pick me up. I will some how manage to get my things and myself to the city where I’ll stay a night, and the next morning I can get a shuttle bus to Perugia. At first I was cringing at the thought of lugging those heavy things around but then I remembered that any time I’ve had to lug something on and off trains in Italy, there has always been someone to help me – make that several people. I usually attract a team of other passengers who just grab my things and put them on or off the train for me – they’re probably just in a hurry and want me out of their way. These are the same people who, when I was first learning to get my train tickets from the automated machines they have at the stations, would just cut and get mine for me so I would be out of their hair. (Now, of course, I breeze in and out of those machines and nobody cuts.) Being in the way isn’t always a bad thing, you see.
Anyway, I am currently worrying about the journey over with my heavy things, forgetting that it’s just one day of that, and that it’s not a short vacation this time, so I have a while before I have to do it again.
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