Blog entry by Brenda Obasogie

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by Brenda Obasogie - Saturday, 19 September 2020, 11:17 AM
Anyone in the world

My bizarre search for the Apian way had a fitting ending. After my second futile attempt, I left for the Vatican, and hoped I’d make it to the train station early enough. But that Sunday had a different mind of its own. Nothing seemed to work according to plan, and I got to the station with less than 5 minutes left, I ran to the board, and checked for my train using the last four digits. I found it – or thought I did. I jumped in just in time, and then it began to move. I located my seat – it was taken. I looked at my ticket. No issues. So I sat down somewhere close and then my eye caught the destination flashing in red just above my coach door. I had entered the train heading for Napoli. Milan was my destination. I was frantic. Now I had missed my train. 

I came down with heavy heart at the next stop (fortunately still in Rome), and I weighed my options. Get a cheap ride with a bus, and get to Milan the next day, or pay premium for the next train which had less than 10 minutes to its departure time. The former will mean my colleagues will find out what happened. No. this will be my little secret. I ran to the counter and bought a ticket at 75 euros, and still just managed to catch the train. The right one. For all my troubles, I still don’t have my picture. And so, the Apian way story hasn’t ended. Not just yet. But as for this blog, this is the end. Some weeks were better than some. And I can only hope I did enough. Ciao tutti!