Well we made it to Pesaro and had a piece of pizza before it was time to board our train headed to Mestre. I had so much fun on the train. Julie, Katherine and I sat in a compartment and talked about how much it was like Harry Potter. We even had the Italian guy next to us take a picture of us in the car.
We got to Mestre around 10:30 Thursday night. We looked in a few hotels which were either booked or $100 a night. We finally got up to this four star hotel. Julie was like, there’s no way that is in our price range. He told us 80!! Furthermore, it was the nicest hotel I have ever stayed in. The sheets were so soft and I was actually cold from the amazing a/c. Julie noticed a sign that said the room was $160 a night. I was like, oh my goodness, he gave us the price per person. But again, I was wrong. We actually stayed in a four star hotel for $40 a person.
We got some coffee at the train station and fortunately our train to Trieste was running despite the strike. Katherine, Julie, and I sat together again and chatted up some old ladies halfway there. It was funny. They were amazed that I was reading a play in Italian.
Finally in Trieste, we took a bus to the youth hostel. The lady said they were busy cleaning to come back at one. So we went to see the castello miramare. It was beautiful. I took a bajillion pictures. Then we ate at the caffetteria down from the castle for lunch. The waiters kept winking at us.
When we finally got back to the hostel they were booked for the next two nights and didn’t receive our reservations because of a computer glitch. We decided to take a bus back into town. Easier said than done apparently because we couldn’t find anywhere to purchase a ticket although two Italian ladies we asked offered us her tickets.
Finally!!!!! After walking approximately 4 km, we found a place to buy tickets as well as a bus. By 4 o clock, after an intense meeting with the one lady working at the train station, we made a reservation at a hotel for two nights. ALLELUIA. This trip was stressing me to the max already.
While walking around town, we noticed that Orpheus in the Underworld was playing that night at 8:30. I got so excited. So me, Julie, and the two Katherines decided to go. So after a little underwear shopping, we went to dinner at Caffe degli specchi. I had bruschetta and insalata riso. It was amazingly good. The salad even had salmon in it and I liked it a whole lot. YUM. And the tomatoes and parmesan on the bruschetta were awesome.
We walked down to teatro del Verdi and found out it was playing downtown. The guy that told us called us a cab so we wouldn’t be late even though the operetta was supposed to start in four minutes. We got there just in time to be seated before the curtain opened. And I loved it!!!!! The Italian absolutely we wild over the can can. Ah! Best nine euros I ever spent. Then we walked the three km back to our hotel instead of getting a cab.
The next morning, breakfast at the hotel was so good. I had granola in coffee yogurt and orange juice and plum cake with gnutella. YES! Then we all caught a bus to Slovenia. We stopped in Portoroz, but no one liked that because it was touristy. So someone had the fucked up idea to take forty five minutes to walk to Pirano. Talk about a nightmare after all the walking we’d done yesterday. Then we missed the bus back to Trieste, so we had to take a bus to Koper and walk for forty five minutes to find that bus station. This Slovenian man randomly handed us some thing made with feta cheese after insisting that we sit at his patio stand. It was good. It cost 2,030.00 slovenian dollars.
Back in Trieste finally, we went swimming at Barcola. It was beautiful. The water was just the right amount of cold without being too cold, the water was clear, nothing was floating around and there were no weird fish. It was a little on the salty side, but I think that’s why it was so easy to tread water there. Ah, so refreshing. We also spent a lot of time making fun of the almost naked Italians.
Then we went to dinner at some little place. I got bistecca pizzaiola. I don’t recommend it, it’s too salty and spicy to my taste. Then we went to specchi to get gelato and look at the people walking their dogs. Which was everyone. We walked along the sea for a while to see Slovenia from the coastline.
Back at the hotel I chugged a Gosser, some Austrian beer. It was very smooth, but it tasted awful. Julie and I also watched some Italian game show. We were able to answer a lot of the questions.
The last morning we rode the trolley car up to the top of the city. We got a good aerial view of Trieste.