Instant coffee

Our new roommates, who are here all summer thus already know whats up in Florence, took us out last night, and i woke up feeling pretty icky this morning. and all I can think about is how in Europe instant coffee is the norm and a brewing it in a pot at home is the exception. Kind of bad for my coffee addiction. but, more about our Florentine experience later- I am now going to recount the horror of getting here. This a play by play I had written on my phone that I'm going to repat here: - woke up at 2:20 am to walk to the night bus to the airport. Nasty teenagers were making out up against me for 45 minutes...eww. - got to the airport and were dropped off at the wrong terminal. Almost freaked out. - arrived at rando airport in the outskirts of Rome that Ryanair flies into (once again, I don't recommend) and took a bus to the train station. - checked our bags at the train station and tried to explore Rome for a bit. - conclusion- romeis hot, deserted and kinda blows - we were super tired and tried to take the metro to the Trevi Fountain but couldn't find a metro map...so we just kinda guessed. - got gross breakfast - bought a map - made it to Trevi fountain and walked to pantheon. - both were pretty and loaded with American tourists. - walked to a cafe behind the pantheon- San eustache, I think, that Paige had read about on the interweb, and got coffee. - walked around a little more, had sandwiches, saw Spanish steps and headed back to the train station. - this is when the real terror began. -I tried to go to customer service when we got there, some could get my Wirral validated, which you have to do before you can start using it. - they have the most idiotic system ever where instead of standing in a line, there is just a huge mass of people and you take a number and wait for it to show up on the screen. - after 30 minutes of waiting, I was getting annoyed/worried by our train was leaving pretty soon. Went up and tried to talk to a guy, n,y to find out I had take. The wrong kind of number. - I the. Went and grabbed the right kind, but was like 200 away from being helped. No lie. - I tried to get help from a guy who was just sitting there not doing anything, but he yelled at means said no. - meanwhile, Paige, who had forgotten her eurrail pass at home and had had to buy a whole new ticket was having about as much luck as me trying to get her confirmation number. - finally decided I didn't have time to wait and would just buy a ticket. - some rando comes up to me and tries to help, then tells me I don't need to get a ticket, I can use my eurrail without it being stamped. I was very frazzled, so I believed him. - once we got to the train, some nasty rando grabs all our bags and puts them on the train. It wasn't until he made me pay him 20 euro that I realized he was just some creep who scams peopl and so was the guy at The ticket kiosk. - so,then I started freaking out that they were going to kick me off the train because I had the wrong kind of ticket, however I am currently (real time) still on the train and haven't seen anyone's tickets get checked. I though maybe they were doing it when people get off, but haven't seen anyone doing that either. I am super confused. - also, Paige and I were supposed to be taking a fast train that would get us to Florence in an hour and 25 minutes. We were supposed to be there at 2:46, it is now 3:54 and we are still super far away. - we def got on the wrong train. I'm 99% sure we are still going to Florence, it's just going to take 3.5 hours....oops. We've already missed our check-in - I'm feeling super anxious and worried and just want to hurry up and get to Florence. - thus far, Italy has left a very bad taste in my mouth. I just hope we get there soon and Florence is so amazing that it makes up for tis bad day. - Paige does it seem nearlyS freaked out and is sleeping. - I very thirsty too, but am too scared to go in search of a drink because I think someone might realize I don't have a ticket and kick me off. - Rome in a maxi skirt was a bad decision. So hot. - lady finally came by and checked our tickets. We are on the wrong train. We are dumb. She was going to make me pay for another ticket but I showed her my eurrail and she didn't. - Paige only had a confirmation number so she had to lay for another. That's all for now. Will recount the rest lat. now off to our first class!