this is mack talking now. prepare for errors. i am tired and too lazy to fix anything after this journey.
Today we woke up and had a great little breakfast at our b&b and took the train into rome... we were planning on going to pompei today, but the STRIKE at the train station had a different plan. Oh my goodness, LITERALLY CRAZY HOT SMELLY RUNNING SCREAMING PEOPLE EVERYWHERE. it was complete chaos. every train that we ran to and and filed in on top of smelly italians was canceled. no body was helpful in the trainstation, they kept sending us to different places and the only people that would help us were the gypsies who would ask for money AFTER they helped you. 5 hours later of running around in the craziest place i have seen, we finally landed a train. We jumped on and italian man yelled "quick sit down." we didn't even make it two inches from the door. we sat right there on our luggage in the hallway. it quickly filled and for 2 and a half hours we stood, shoulder to shoulder, with older men who would just stare at us... and one nice lady who laughed with us in our misery. by the way the whole time our huge back packs are hitting other people. (later we unpacked some stuff and shipped it back home)
next we arrive in naples. we got off the train and i watched a man pick-pocket the man in front of me, lucky nothing was in his bag. then this old rich looking italian man started talking to me. we chit-chatted and he joyfully took my mom and me to the place to buy our next tickets to get to pompei, then after his kind help-- he asked me to coffee, and i guess my mother ;) we declined and peaced out to the most horrific train.
i almost passed out, my feet were not even touching the ground the train was so full. an old man grossly stuck his tounge out at me, and old man tried to touch my moms boobs, a lady was resting her elbows on my backpack and \\\\was basically crying and falling over and it was a thousand degress. that was a run on sentence, but hopefully you get it --- it was BAD.
p.s. still had not eaten or had water. hours later.
hooray we finally get to pompei, we GET OFF THAT TRAIN and get lost in pompei and arrive at our sweet hostel.
looking back it was pretty funny. mom was calm and smiling. i was sweating and cussing. but it was definitely an experience. that night we ordered a BOTTLE of wine.
xxox
mack
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