#44 Random Events of the Week
The past few days actually have been pretty interesting. On Tuesday after class, I went to check my reservation for my expected visit to Leonardo Da Vinci’s Last Supper painting on Wednesday. However, when I logged on to site with the reservation, it was gone. I checked through my e-mail records and then clicked on the link the e-mail had on it for my confirmation, but my spot was still missing. This was mysterious and a little frustrating (I reserved this two months in advance when 6 weeks is usually required), but its just a painting and decided to forget about going.
On Thursday when returning from class, I got another package in the mail. It came from my Aunt Nini and family and contained two Swiss white chocolate bars, passes to the Cinque Terre trails, and 20 euros. The Cinque Terre are a serious of five villages and the surrounding coastal area that make the supposedly best hike in Europe. I was pleasantly surprised by its arrival as in an e-mail three days ago, she told that it probably did not make because it was sent a month ago. One month to send a package 135 miles, that beats out the USPS in inefficiency.
The package really cheered up my mood. Since the weather is getting colder by the day I decided to go to the Cinque Terre on Saturday where its still a mild 66 degrees on the Mediterranean coast. It also gave me something to look forward to for the weekend. Whenever I have been in Milano for more than a week at a time straight, I start to get in down mood. Whether its the urban jungle, the bad weather, lack of things I enjoy doing, or other factors, Milan is a pretty depressing city to me. Unfortunately, I have become a little bit more pessimistic in general recently. It might have to do with my recent effort to pay more attention to American politics again and the imminent socialization of America. If the US becomes socialist as well, I might as well stay in Italy or Switzerland. The Europeans can do it a little more efficiently than Americans (Swiss have lower tax burden as well). Hopefully that’s not the case.
On Friday, I slept in and bought my train tickets to Levanto, the starting point of the Cinque Terre. I first waited in the shorter line for twenty minutes, and told me they could not help me with what I needed so I had to go to the main ticket booths. I usually go to the travel agency line and pay my one euro per trip commission to save an hour’s wait, but this I could not do that. So about an hour later I finally got my tickets. The rest of my time, I have been just going to class and chilling out.
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