Transition

As Monday set in so did the realization that Vienna was ending, Italy was ending, Europe was ending... Really a contradiction in feelings most like the days preceding our departure. We made a welcome home sign for the gavianos to receive when they arrive home. After they left the farm they continued traveling around Italy, Carlos family is from Sardinia, so that is where we last heard from them. We cleaned up as best as possible, and turned the water and electricity back off. We bought kebabs for the train ride and made our way back to Wien meidling to catch our train. The train left at seven thirty, and it was midnight before we figured out that the seats folded out into beds. Unfortunately we learned because a new woman came to our room because she realized we had extra space, so then she made one bed, and our original car mate took the other. The third bed Zabeth and I split. So we also split half of the sleep. Let's just say there was a lot of good time to read. The train ride from vienna to Rome was supposed to take 14 hours but ended up just shy of about 18. Luckily though we didn't have to wait any longer for check in when we arrived and went straight to our hotel! The lady there as very nice and helped us find a couple of shops to pick up some of our last necessities. We walked around the walls of the Vatican, and the chapel, but it's too much money for our blood. Then we went down to the colosseum and took a picture.