We left our apartment for the last time and caught the vaporetto to the station with time enough to get some brekky. Tony was not impressed with the process that one had to follow to procure nourishment so ended up with naught.
Our train trip was uneventful except for the lengthy delay caused by a fatal accident further up the line. It gave us an opportunity to get a coffee and a snack from a self-serve kiosk on the platform and strike up a conversation with the American couple sitting opposite us.
A couple from Boston, they were well-mannered, quiet and polite. I asked to see their passports.
We arrived late to Milan Centrale and missed our connection to Stresa. I sussed out that we could get a regional train that was leaving in three minutes and we made a dash for it that would have done Von Ryan proud.
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