After an uninspiring time spent in Orte, I returned back to the railway station before it fell down. There was a station cleaner doing a remarkable job, but this railway station does perhaps need a modernisation.
A war memorial. The station itself first opened in 1865 and it was briefly a terminus before the line was extended.
There’s currently no waiting room at this railway station and there’s not much seating anywhere. It was all a little bleak. There’s a cafe which doubles up as a little shop, but I decided against getting any snacks at that point.
It was actually Trieste that I needed to get to, but that is a very long journey and so I decided just to get to Rimini and then work it out from there. By this point I still hadn’t had any sleep since leaving Luton Travelodge early the previous morning, so I was just pleased to get as far as Rimini.
The train came sweeping into the platform. There are three types of trains in Italy, the high-speed intercity, the long distance trains and the regional trains. This was the middle one of those, but it’s the regional trains that I like the most.
There are compulsory seat reservations on the train and it was relatively busy. There was an elderly lady who was insistent that a foreign passenger (I assume foreign as she didn’t speak Italian) should move. Unfortunately, there were some translation issues and the women sitting in the wrong seat didn’t move for about twenty minutes. On the third try, she got the hint.
I mentioned that I like the regional trains the best and that’s because they’re double deckers, they’re spacious, they have power outlets and you don’t get manacled by seat reservations. To be fair though, this one did though have power outlets and I liked having the table.
It’s quite a beautiful journey with the Adriatic Sea easily visible along the coastal stretch.
It all got quieter as we neared Rimini. This photo was taken near to Pesaro, currently in the centre of a Pavarotti statue debacle.
And safely into Rimini, on time and quite relaxed by now. I had another little nap on the train just to entirely catch up on sleep and I found the sea view quite entertaining. I suspect that the ticket check took place when I was asleep as I woke up and was the only one in the carriage who had their ticket checked. Well, I was either asleep or looked completely dodgy and like a fare evader, but I like the former.
Anyway, an enjoyable journey and that meant my travels were coming to an end for the day other than for a walk to the hotel and a little evening walk around Rimini.