Travel day again. Matt and I are currently getting ready for bed having had no supper. We are in a hostel that is near Malpensa airport. Since we both decided we hate Milan we figured we get closer to the airport and this place offers free rides to and from the airport so that is good. The one thing it doesn't offer is a location near anything. But lets back up. I typed up our morning train ride and then all hell broke loose when we hit Milan. As usual. It knew we were coming back and it was waiting to torture us.
This mornings train ride was awesome!
9:15am ish...
Matt and I are on the train headed back to Milan. Its been pretty smooth so far. The train out of Chamonix is really a scenic ride through the valleys and mountains. At one point we climbed up and were basically on the ledge looking down, you couldn’t even see the valley floor. There are villages up there and everything.
Last night Matt and I ate a sandwich and then went downstairs for some chips and salsa in the cantina. They have amazing salsa which is a first. I've not had salsa all summer.
Then we went across the street and had a pint and people watched for a bit I overheard a man near us talking about Tenerife which I thought was interesting. So I went and chatted with him. He owns a house there, he doesn’t sail or anything but he had a lot of nice things to say about the island.
After we left there we decided to walk around and ended up by the train station where we’d seen a locals bar (it appeared, who knows) and they were having seventies night so all sort of people had on wigs and hilarious sequin outfits. My kinda place really! Too bad I didn’t pack one of my wigs. Ha! So Matt and I parked it there for a while. It was great fun! We met a couple from Ireland and then as her and I went to dance we met a huge group of guys from England who were in Chamonix for a stag party.
It was so fun! Everyone was really friendly. I had a drink there that didn’t have a name but it was made with brown sugar, lime, strawberry juice, rum and then a splash of champagne. Really good.
After that place we were all out in the street following the locals around and we ended up at a place called Le Garage. It was an after hours club and they had dance music (and no cover charge) so me and a small group of the stag party went in to dance and then ran into a hen party there too which was funny. So it was a lot of fun. I got to bed around 4am. Matt had gone to bed already.
The girl from Ireland her name was Ciara (pronounced like Kara only with an accent J and then one of the guys I danced with his name was Keiron, also from Ireland so we had a good laugh about it. The boys all thought Ciara and I were sisters, it was really funny.
Really tough to leave Chamonix. What an amazing place! We head to Milan and then take the metro to the airport where our host from the hostel will pick us up and take us to our beds for the night. Should be a real quiet night and lots of sleep. I fly straight to London tomorrow and Matt flies home to the US. I think I mentioned it before that I’m skipping Paris.
Its already 1pm we’ve been traveling and waiting for trains etc since 9:15 am. We’ll get into Milan at 3:40.
This train we are on isn’t nearly as nice as the others have been. We’re all in the cabins with the 6 seats. I’ll take a photo.
So you can see we had a good start to the day. When we hit Milan we had to figure out how to get to the airport. Yes there is a shuttle bus that runs every 20 minutes or so but we thought it was more expensive than the train would be. So we had to find an ATM which wasn't easy, it meant going out into the city a bit to find one that worked. Then we decided we better eat something quick because we weren't sure of the food situation (and we were right) at our hostel location. So we went to McDonalds which was packed!! And really slow! After that it was back to the Train station to catch the metro. So it turned out we had to take the metro to another stop then find the train and go the rest of the way. Not too bad if the metro signs weren't so retarded...I know what you're thinking...who's retarded Karen?
Once we managed to find the train we discovered that a train ticket to the airport was more than a bus ticket would have been and that whole portion of our journey added almost 2 hours. Ugh.
At the airport we had to laugh because we needed the arrivals level of the airport and we followed the signs up this huge escalator which took us past the floor we needed and so we had to find a way back down. I mean, come on!
Once we got picked up and taken to the place we are staying we decided to walk to the square for food but alas, we found none. In either direction. Nothing to be seen, nothing to eat only busy roads with no sidewalks and no street lights. Lovely.
So here we sit eating the junk food we brought with us for the trip (thank goodness for that) and getting repacked and ready for our flights tomorrow. I am excited to get out of here. I think Matt has had enough too.