Tuesday, April 24th. Venice-Rome. This was a four-hour train ride with no drama nor anything different. We left the hotel at 11, which was the check out time. The train station was just around the corner.
When we got there, the platform had not been posted yet, so we decided to get a takeaway sandwich and drinks that we would be able to eat on the train.
Since we still had time, we wandered around the station a bit more. We saw some enticing pizza and we couldn’t help but buy two slices. They were huge slices!
We ate them real quick. It was now 11:25. The platform was now posted, so we started our walk towards the train. We had to walk quite a long way to get to carriage #5, but once we got to where we needed to be, it was easy to get on the train and find our seats.
Sean placed his bag and the diaper bag on the overhead compartment, and my bag and the stroller just behind our seats.
In January, we had bought and reserved only two seats because Arthur was considered a lap-child and was free. When we were in Prague, we decided to purchase a child ticket for him so that we could reserve a seat for him. That way, we would be able to put him in the car seat. This worked out great, especially for him to take a nap. Luckily, the seat right next to ours was still empty and available to be reserved.
The journey to Rome was straightforward. Arthur had a nap, there was a changing station in the restroom, we ate our sandwiches on the train, and kept ourselves busy with long conversations.
When we arrived in Rome, we walked for 15 minutes to the Airbnb.
7 days ago, Airbnb sent us a message saying that our apartment for Rome had been cancelled. The owner wrote to us to let us know that she had to focus her energy on her husband’s palliative care at home. Sean and I totally understood.
We then faced a challenge of trying to find a new place. There were not a lot options left for what we were looking for, especially for the location.
At the end, we had to settle for no dryer in order to get a good location for a reasonable price.
The walk to the Airbnb wasn’t bad. Coming out of Roma Termini was all right. The area around it just looked pretty seedy, though. There were lots of cobblestones along the way so the walk was slower than usual. Arthur was cooperative the whole way there, though, so that was nice.
When we got to the Airbnb, Julie greeted us and showed us around. Then, after settling in, we headed out for groceries.
The selections at the grocery store was basic and uninspiring. We got our breakfast things and maybe two nights worth of dinner and headed home.
We dropped off the groceries at home and walked out again to get gelato at Fatamorgana just down the block.
Then we went back home, put the stuff away, and did laundry. We didn’t have a washer in Venice, so we had lots of things to wash.
And, of course, with no dryer, and a very small apartment with no clothes-line, we had to improvise with how we hang the clothes.
And for dinner? We ordered deliveroo from a high-ranking TripAdvisor pasta place. The 375mL wine bottles only cost 4 Euro.
Can’t wait to see what tomorrow will bring!
two backpacks and a diaper bag 