Train from Milan to Verona then on to Bolzano and finally bus
transport to Ortesei
The train to Verona is
actually the Milan-Venice train as per last post. Thought I would do the
romantic thing and put Julie’s luggage up on the to rack….not a response…ipad and
lonely planet ebook is much more attractive after 34 ½ years of marriage! The
only excitement was when a gypsy pretended to have Gary and Lyn’s seat and
during the kerfuffle nearly had Gary’s wallet out if his zippered pocket!
Met our next contact,
our Daughter Erin and partner Will (the Aussie Pom) on the Verona train platform.
They had come
from London via Paris on the train.. The leg to Bolzano was less eventful.
Matin got to travel 1st class courtesy of his mum finding a cheap
online ticket for him. I tried the luggage thing again but found the racks were
not as large as the previous one so I had to battle against the tide of
passengers to get them into the end compartment. Accidentally bumped an old
Italian woman who was not amused. I was careful not to crush her fur coat when
I placed my backpack in said rack. There is something about Italian trains.
Boarding and finding luggage spots can be chaotic. Some may find life partners but many just et
annoyed…especially if you forgot the certify your ticket before boarding. I
usually plead ignorance and have yet to be fined.
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| Erin (what's with the Russian hat) and Will |
At Bolzano we meet the
final member of our travelling party, our Son Gavin and girlfriend Carrie.
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| Gavin (what's with the Russian Hat!)...perhaps we had a Russian connection as Erin and gavin's Grandmother was given a Russian name - Olga as well as a grand aunt Rita. |
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| Carrie - thankfully those bags aren't hers :) |
They
had come down from Austria where they had had a running start on the skiing
(actually boarding). We partake in the Bolzano railway station café Xmas
special coffee (basically an expresso in a big cup and smothered by whipped
cream, nuts, chocolate) Julie took an extra cholesterol pill after drinking
it..
So on to Ortesei on a
private bus. Our next connection was the lovely host of the Pra Parmer hotel,
our hosts for the next week.
Lyn, Gary, Julie and I were humorously referred to
as the ‘seniors’ and got the superior rooms overlooking the ski field. Rest of
the day organising ski stuff. Julie and Lyn found a cheap shoe shop to buy
their winter shoes. I was looking for moon boots like I had in Austria 32 years
ago…great for working on the ice.
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| Alexandre our Pra Parmer host |
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| Fashion statement |
Now when I walked into
the restaurant with my new purchase you would think I was wearing a paisley
shirt and flared pants. Much mirth from our travelling party…the moon boots
will get their revenge if we happen to get a big dump of snow this week!
Social Network Update
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| New connections |
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