I leave France today for the first time since June 9. Whoa. I've been here a while...
I'm at Cannes station early to take the train to Monaco. I have 4 hours before my train leaves for Torino, Italy.
It is steaming by the time I get off the train. Lucky for me the company Foulques works at has a location in Monaco, which means I can drop my bag off and sightsee without those extra 30 pounds.
I head to Monte Carlo via the port.
Then back to Monaco-ville.
I run into a supermarket to buy groceries for my 6 hour train trip. Then I stop to buy a coffee and to get wifi so I can text Chiara, Paige's best friend who's hosting me in Torino, to organize a place to meet.
I saw this on my way back to the train station! My mom's got a store in Monaco I guess.
On the train I'm suddenly very aware that I know no Italian. Zero. In a panic I say "merci" to a gentleman who holds the door for me. *facepalm*
The train trip went surprisingly fast, and before I knew it I was in Torino. Chiara picked me up and we stopped by a party to meet one of her roommates, Nico, and a friend, Lino, before heading to bed.