11.2.12
This morning I got to the train station and the train was
canceled!! Ay caramba! So getting to Genova today was fairly interesting. I
caught the next train, but then there was a connection that I had that was no
longer lined up. So I caught a different one on that. And then I asked 3
different people before I got a clear answer of what the stop I was actually
getting off at was called. Some reason they insisted on telling me it was the
stop after the last stop! I meet lots of people traveling alone. The girl on
the train was getting off at the same stop as me.
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| At a connection along the way. |
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| Frozen motion |
Genova was wicked cold
today. So I covered lots of ground quickly and really didn’t have much time at
all because I didn’t reach the city until 13:00 rather than 11, and my train to
Rome was leaving at 17:00.
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| The allies got so narrow! |
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| The port |
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| A boat for Dad. |
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| The Biosphere |
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| A boat for Mom. |
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| Via della Mercanzia |
Now in Italy I had a new language to get used to. I
walked into a shop I said bon journo, he mumbled something, I said qua, then I
asked in French if he spoke Spanish, though I thought I initially asked for
English, but we started speaking Spanish, but his Italian accent was scruffy
and hard to hear, his friend laughed, said something, then the owner said, well
do you speak English, and I said oui! What a mess! He was laughing hysterically
at this point, a kind jolly man, and took the role of a father by the end;
telling me to be careful, don’t trust anyone if they tell me to go with them.
I hiked up another good overlook: Piazzale Giuseppe Mazzini
A group of Italians were asking me for something, which I
figured out they just wanted to know why the museum was closed. So I tried to
say cold in 3 different languages. Some reason everything shuts down when its
cold! But they didn’t speak French Spanish or English! They gave me a map
though which was nice though unhelpful...
I spy.
I
went on, visited a church,
and toured some markets laid out. Bought an interesting
looking food for later that was shaped like a croissant. Later I discovered it
to be an easy flavored cheese filled with ham and olives, quite good!
It was about time to be going back,
though I only had a general idea of the direction I followed the buses that
said they were going to the train station for there were plenty of them. At the
train station I realized that my train now was early! I didn’t think they made
train times earlier, but I guess so! So at this point I am waiting for the
train and ask someone in French if they can read the message on our platform in
English for me and they said they don’t know French barely English (some
Italian though that doesn’t help me) but they are from Spain! So after a little
warming up I was speaking Spanish a little better more and more. We talked for
a half an hour then sat on the train together. I actually finally got some
homework done. He got off at a stop earlier than me. I pretty woman with red
hair ended up talking to me the last few hours of the trip. She loved that I
was from New York. People either love that or hate it! Where I’m from is
starting to be like what language doI speak! She was excited to write down
Italian phrases for me and help me with pronunciations. She gave me tips on
what to eat and where to eat. She was very sweet! I’m loving the opportunity
however brief to speak Italian also. Bed time, and Rome tomorrow! My hostel
here is very Roman styled!
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