Day 47-48: Why I Can't Have Nice Things

See title. A more accurate title would be, Reason Why Kat Should Not Travel.

Let me explain.

So, yesterday I went to Genoa with another IU student. It was going to be a short day trip. We went and walked around and ate gelato and focaccia. It was good.

And then we decided to take a small trip to one of the coastal cities, Camogli.

It was absolutely beautiful. We sat on the coast and ate more gelato and generally had a lot of fun.

Of course, something has to go wrong. Things tend to happen when I travel. After a trip I usually have many weird, crazy stories.

We tried to get a train back to Voghera/Pavia. The train arrived early, but I asked a guy if the train was going to Milan (the end destination of Voghera/Pavia) and he said yeah, so we weren't worried.

We only got worried when we were still on the coast two hours later. Pavia/Voghera is no where near the coast; it's about a two hour drive there. So, we should have been home.

I called my host family. They said that I was probably on a local train, which stopped at every stop (true) and took two to three hours to get anywhere. We had been there two, going on three hours, so we decided that it would take all night to get home. So getting off the train and finding a regional/intercity train (one hour train ride, two hour car drive) was necessary.

But first: we had to figure out where we were and because it was late, make sure that there were regional trains leaving. So, I asked a lady where she was going. She said San Remo. I had to ask where that was. And she goes, "Near France."

We were on a train going in the complete opposite direction of where we needed to be.

We hopped off train at the next stop, one Diano Marina. There were no regional/intercity trains that night. There was one more train that night and it was going even further west. Great.

At this point we called Bee and asked her what to do. Getting a hotel room for the night and taking a train home the next morning was our only option. Thankfully, the area was very nice and there were quite a few hotels right outside the train station, so it worked out.

We also got to see the area a tiny bit before our train left the next morning. It was beautiful.

But there you go. The one time I try to travel and I get an adventure story instead. Yay.