

For the first time in Milan, they bought tickets with a friend and confidently got on the wrong train! ππ¨ after 2 hours they realized that we rolled in the opposite direction of the country π±
Panic: "We are in the wilderness, we donβt know the tongue!" π But the Italians saved - grandfather painted the route on a napkin, Barista gave espresso "for courage" β
By one in the morning we got to Aranitsano, I sobbed with relief! ππ
Conclusion: Italy is beautiful, but we check the tickets 10 times! π€βοΈ