I Told You So

3/29/2009 1:00pm
Train to Napoli

Beneath a gray sky, I wandered down the dirty street, most shops not yet open despite the time (11am) and booked the first hotel I could find. The receptionist was very amicable.
-- The ocean emerges outside my window. I am reminded that the Italy I prefer lies outside the cities. Perhaps when I learn a little Italian. --
Next, I returned to the train station (sans baggage) to reserve seats on a train to Napoli. In Italy, you have to buy train tickets and seat reservations separately, despite the fact that many trains require reservations. Italian law mandates that one piece of paper should never be allowed to possess too great a power. I am reminded of the lack of day passes for the buses in Venice. At first I thought I was just sick of traveling but now I am convinced I am just sick of traveling in Italy.

At least the food is good. Even the cheap shitty food.

1:15pm I notice the window of my train has been graffitied.