I was surprised how relatively good I felt after the excessive alcohol consumption and getting back to the hotel at 3 AM. Fortunately, I was able to sleep until 11.
A big problem was barely averted. I left some clothes to be washed at the hotel on April 15 and wasn’t back to check if they had come. When I straggled down to the desk at 11, they couldn’t find my clothes. He ran out and put a note on the truck for the laundry that just happened to be outside the door. My clothes were there, unwashed. The hotel had forgotten to give them my clothes the day before, One day late with the wash normally would not be a problem but I had to leave right away for Rome. As the man at the desk said, it’s better to have the clothes unwashed than to not have them at all.
I took a taxi to the train station and figured out the machines that sell the tickets for a train leaving in about 40 minutes. Several people told me that the Italian trains are often late. The two I took were on time and incredibly fast. The sign here says 248 KM per hour or about 155 MPH.
Seeing the beautiful Tuscan countryside go by made me realize that I need to come back and see much more of Italy beyond the three cities I was seeing this trip.
It hasn’t happened in a long time but in the past, whenever I would consume too much alcohol, I wasn’t able to do much the next day. Maybe in my old age I should become a lush.


Leave a comment