The summer of 2011, I took my younger son to Italy. He wanted to go to Rome and Venice. We flew into Rome and spent a few days, then we went by train to Venice. We spent a few days there and then rode the train back to Rome for a few more days in the Eternal City.
European trains are very clean and efficient. They run on time and get you there on time as well. I love that. We saw some beautiful countryside including several fields of sunflowers that I tried and tried to get a picture of from the window. The train moved so fast that all you will see in the picture I’m posting here is a yellow blur, but trust me, it was beautiful!
For a while on one of the trains there were two couples in the seats across from us that were the stereotype for obnoxious Americans. It made me cringe to hear them talking. They wanted the entire first class car to know the men were doctors. The one guy even went so far as to show the couple across from them (their travel companions) pictures on his iPhone of patients he’d done tummy tucks and breast work on. This really made me almost come unglued since there is such a thing as confidentiality. My son was as aghast as I was.
So, other than two obnoxious docs and their wives, we enjoyed the ride.