I am finally on my way to Italy. As I ride the train through the Alps of eastern France, I have mixed feelings. For the last few days I have been looking forward to moving on to the next area. Even in Geneva it felt very much like I was still in France, because the demeanor was similar and everyone was still talking French. Plus half the people at Paleo were from France. But now, as we work through the mountains I have this urge to just get off the train and hike up into the hills. I feel like I didn’t get to experience nearly enough Alps activities. I have seen dozens of huge cliffs and peaks that I crave to climb. Hopefully I find some similar areas in Italy that will satisfy this craving.
Plus, I spent 45 minutes on the train listening to language podcasts to learn Italian…I am so good to go. Ciao!
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