Travel days

Yesterday, I traveled from Sorrento to Siena. It took all day - even though I took a rapide train. I hate travel days. These are the only days when I just want to go home. It's really exhausting figuring out the train schedules and the connections and freaking train stations! They're kind of chaotic and full of people who either don't know where they're going and just wandering aimlessly looking for someone who'll help them or they're trying to scam those aimless wanderers. Or they're far too busy to help. It's so intimidating and tiring. I hate travel days.

My train from Sorrento had a transfer in Naples. I really don't like Naples. Well, I guess I really don't like the train station in Naples. I lost my ticket from Sorrento and got in trouble with the police - fortunately I found it before I had to pay the fine (it was in my pocket - WTF? - I never put stuff in my pockets). Then, my train was delayed for an hour. Meanwhile, I'm stuck in the station trying to keep people from stealing my bag. Grr...

Once I got to Florence, though, everything seemed okay. I had to transfer to a bus to get to Siena, but no biggie - except nobody could tell me where the buses were. I finally found my bus (the driver was more interested in smoking and talking on his cell phone than answering my question) and ended up being the only passenger for the hour-long bus ride to Siena. Haha - I had a personal chauffeur!

Finally got to Siena, found my hotel, and wandered through the city center. Despite the rain and cold temperature, I found Siena beautiful. Exhausted by the travel, I crashed out after a slice of delicious pizza and a bottle of vino (yes, a bottle - what're you gonna do about it?).