Per stazione prego

My Italian was always a bit ropey, but in a bar, train station and in teh street lookin for directions I always felt the gestual was about 75% of the question.

I made no conscious effort to relearn that what I had forgotten, since the last time I came here, 21 years ago. It all came sort of flooding back though, certain countries steeped in tradition and routine really just don't change much. Therefore I managed to buy train tickets for Milano Garibaldi and have a quick discussion on the pros and cons of the austerity plans and potential Champions League outcomes.

It is great to be back, even if the weather was truly no worse in Scotland.

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