We woke up on time, ate with time to spare, walked to the vaporetto station in plenty of time, then Rex forgets his backpack on the bench at the station. He remembered it only as the vaporetto was departing the station. Fear struck us both knowing that the computer was in the backpack with all of the photos we had taken on the trip, and other necessities.
After arriving at the train station stop, Rex hoped on the next vaporetto going back to the prior station, praying the whole way that the backpack would still be there as I waited in the shade at the station with the rest of our luggage.
Once he arrived at the station, he asked the ticket booth about his bag. They didn’t have it. Then he asked the person at the station entrance and voila, he had the bag there for him. Thank goodness! When he arrived smiling with his pack on it was a huge relief to see that we hadn’t lost anything.
Of course, since I told Rex that our train left at 10:30 he was freaking out that we might be late, but until now he hadn’t really figured out that I had be baking in an extra 20 minutes on every train without telling him. So, we had plenty of time to make the train without a rush.
Close call avoided, we were able to enjoy our final train ride to Milan.
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