Day Six:

Wow. Where to begin. Waking up at 7 after going to bed at 1 wasn't all that great of a feeling but then again neither is not being able to catch an earlier train at that time. We ended up catching our normal train at 11 which have us some time to say goodbye to Alex and enjoy breakfast. We knew there was a park nearby so we walked there to take a short nap before the big journey down to Italy. I finally got to hammock in Europe: 

After our power nap we suddenly had so much energy and Calvin ended up getting an extra amount of strength: 

As we caught our train and settled into our reserved seats we started our 9 hour train journey switching trains twice. We headed towards Padova, Italy: 

Exhausted. 

The funny thing is I had my book and so did the other guys but none of us read them because there were so many distractions along the way. These mountains called the Alps or something got in our way of the corn fields or empty lands we wanted to see. Weird right? Just kidding it was unbelievable going through... You know what I think it's better to just show you: 

If the view wasn't enough we also met this girl who was from Germany but had quite the story to tell:

Her name was Naïma, born in Germany. Went to school in New Zealand. Is busy finishing up her med school in England. She's a sponsored road and mountain bike rider. She also did dance professionally and wanted to pursue musical acting. She has already done some of the Alps races twice. Oh and just if you're wondering her place she's living now is in one of these pictures. 

We all felt unaccomplished and not talented at all. But good for her. She gets it I guess right? 

As for us three lads we stopped at Conegliano, Italy:

We got some pizza (ofcourse) and sat in the middle of the square where this guy named Davidian approached us. Now judging off his appearance I thought he was going to try and pick pocket us but ashamed now I realized he was waiting for people and just wanted to have a conversation. He was busy studying philosophy and history! 

See now the real fun begins: 

I had to make this a second section on it's own and I apologize but I don't have pictures for this one. We got to Belluno at 20:30 at night, and there were no taxi's in sight. The place we booked for ourselves was about 6 or 7 km away so we weren't going to walk. We asked the 3 people that were at the train station if they could call us a cab. They didn't speak much english but were very helpful. The cab showed up at 21:30 and we had 30 minutes to check into our hotel. It starts raining buckets! And I mean buckets it was so hard! We get to the hotel only to realize that the hotel doesn't exist anymore! The cab driver Ronaldo doesn't speak a word of English but decides to stop the meter and charges us €20 which was a bargain. Now we were stuck in the middle of the Alps, no internet to contact anyone, and it was pouring rain. Ronaldo says one word, "hotel", and we all just say yes. This kind saint of a man drives us to two other hotels and finally gets us to one where it isn't closed. He gets out of the car doesn't say anything but shakes our hands and says Ciao! No charge....As if this wasn't a gift from above, the hotel we are at looks like a 4 star and we thought we would be spending so much for a night. After trying to talk italian, combined with Spanish and English the guy says it's €35 a night which is only €10 more than what we would have paid and breakfast is included! Our room has a balcony, garden and TV(not that we need it). Seriously God has worked wonders for us.