Trains in Italy are tricky

Hang washing out on our balcony- chores are tres chic here. Drop M’s sock off he balcony. Shit. A present for the construction workers.

Can’t find bikini bottoms. Find bikini bottom.

Mildred has set about 163928 alarms. So we are definitely up.

Mildred excited to hide her grease with the beach waves. Hope C is too.

Mildred fills us in on live island chat. There is a slide in to dm challenge. Not sure how I feel about love island but the fact they actually slide down a slide makes me lol.

Not sure why you would want to put yourself through that.

Been bitten. I knew it.

Can’t leave any plugs on fear. They don’t have switches here so hank the whole thing out.

Don’t feel like I have to walk with my bag on my front here- bonus.

Vamos a la playa. Chill day please.

Going to wait till I’m absolutely sizzling and hop in the ocean.

€10 for 5 L of wine in this supermarket.

How fun are forgeinsupermarkets!

Pictures on packaging are useful . Was about to eat raw peppper for lunch. I am craving fresh veg.

Loopy supermarket.

Tampons are expensive everyone- it annoys me.

You don’t appreciate stuff like that till you buy it yourself.

Contactless is everywhere- uselful. We are holding up people.

In Italy you do press the buttons to cross big roads.

Levanto. 9:55. Train queue huge. Tren Italia- the national line.

Should have got that floaty m&s dress- mums always right. Packed too light I’m thinking. Doesn’t really matter though.

Pay all tickets together – easieR

“WAIT UNTIL ITS VALIDATED”- a very stressed group of Americans at the station. To be fair I have no clue how you validate it either. Probably is quite stressful.

I and R seem to know. Going with the flow with them for getting us to the coast.

Update: American got their tickets validated.

Will never forget to VALIDATE IT. Actually is quite tricky. Well not really if you read the instructions and have M to show me what to do.

Keeping reminding myself it is okay to be happy and enjoying myself – that is not something to worry about. Classic. On a train. I keep chatting as don’t want to keep my thoughts to consume me.

Ahahah just forgot I also thought M’s dress had shrunk in the washing machine- turns out she’s just lovely and petite. It was a top on me.

Can’t wait to be absorbed in a book. Currently ready sally Rooney. Either can M.

Only 18 mins to the place we are going. Can’t remember the name right now.

You just can’t live your life in fear and I’m so glad I’m getting better at that as I love exploring.

Again, I’m purposefully putting my phone on airplane mode so I’m either in the moment with my friends or getting my thoughts out my head. Uninfluenced by anything else.

The train plays a full scale as it leaves each station.

Right.

so we are on the wrong train. This is also why you travel with other people who are smart and notice this. Getting off at next stop. We will get the beach eventually. Good thing we started early.

We have literally gone in the complete opposite direction ahahah. We go again. I bursting for a pee and was gonna wait. Regrets. There is one on the train. Should have gone.

Train tickets active 75 mins after VALIDATION. So we are all good.

Find toilet. The one time I actually can pee ffs. It’s the men’s. We’re peeing fast. Run back. Hope they haven’t left. Not a clue how to get back. Wrong platform. Can’t see them.

Right next train back to le Spezia isn’t until 2. It’s 10:45. We are still determined to find a beach.

Shit the trains due at 10:45. We run. We don’t need to run. It’s not here.

We are at Ally Lungiana right now and can safely say not coming back.

Not just ScotRail who have delayed trains.

Got my bikini on and it’s bursting to come out. Could always sunbathe on the platform. Worst come to worse.

Announcement says train is arriving. It’s just not though.

This train looks a bit more legit as pointed out by R. Not sure what the right tickets.

I’s wearing her mums beach top as a dress. It’s so nice.

The place we are going sounds like siracha. Siranza.

Going back through the Hollywood hills of Italy.

Sitting on the platform and read out books. 40 mins till the next train.

Concrete beach. I literally have taken my top off.