Our hotel was 40 metres from the railway station but the long line at the ticket machine still put us in some peril of missing the only train to Verona. I bought the tickets with a few minutes to spare and then looked up to see that the train was running 15 minutes late! Irritating, but fortunate for the long line behind me.
We changed at Verona and caught the Frecciargento (Silver Arrow) to Rome, first class. It was all very pleasant except there were tunnels...
This is a Frecciargento
Lyn listened while I explained amphorae. This is the secret of a successful marriage.
We then sat at a sidewalk bar to drink wine before walking back for a shower and change. I did 5 minutes internet research on nearby restaurants and then we walked 100 metres to one of the best meals of our trip.
We just love Rome.
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