Day 7- Ciao Italia

As we said farewell to Hans, we bought tickets to Milan not knowing where we were headed from there (sorry mom).

On train number one (starting at 7:30 AM) we met two American boys...don't worry Reid and Henrik, they went to WPI. It was nice to hear a little bit of English and to make people jealous of our farming experiences.

They were headed to Milan as well, so we left train number one and headed to the second with our new friends. During the entire two hours on train number two, they were constantly talking to us as we were passing notes to each other trying to guess their names. We were wrong. Christine left a good impression as she fell off the second train. (Unlike her first wipe out, this time she managed to stay on her feet).

In Milan, I had to go to the bathroom...of course...only to find out that Italy charges for public bathrooms. The entrance to the bathroom was like the entrance to Disney World. We decided to hold it (ahhh)!

Then, we bought another ticket to go to ANCONA! After 3 and half more hours and much anticipation for the beachside dinner we decided we were going to have, we finally arrived in Ancona. What can I say? Ancona...how you say...there is no beach in Ancona! Nor much of anything in fact. We did learn something for our stop in Ancona, though: there is NOTHING open on Mondays.

After our two hour layover, we boarded yet another train. We finally figured out where we were headed when we received an e-mail from Cinzia saying she could pick us up in Spoleto. The ride was another three hours, but very entertaining with our head phones and karaoke session.

At 8 o'clock in the eventing we finaly arrived at our destination: beautiful Spoleto.

Yet again, we attempted to figure out what Cinzia looked like. I thought she would be an old lady with curly brown short hair, wearing a dress and an apron. Christine thought she would be a young woman with straight brown hair. ...and AGAIN Christine was exactly on point. Funny part is, her mother is exaclty what I thought Cinzia would be.

At the station, Cinzia and another women working on the farm, Angela, picked us up and drove us to the house. She owns a Bed and Breakfast called Le Rondinelle in a small town outside of Spoleto in the Umbria region.

Her family was extremely welcoming and they fed us a true Italian dinner...and then they fed us more. After tea with Cinzia, we are so excited to explore the area and work tomorrow!

-J and C