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I love traveling by train. In Italy, it is easy, inexpensive, and a great way to see the country. Italy by train can be daunting. I understand completely: Foreign country. Foreign language. Not an American practice.

High-speed train can run up to 300 km per hour while the regional are much slower and make a lot of stops. High speed tickets have different categories (Standard, Premium, Business, Business Silent, Executive), and regional ones have one (standard). Seats on the high-speed trains are roomier and more comfortable. Regional seats are not bad.

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Frecciarossa, Frecciargento, Frecciabianca, and InterCity trains, which service routes like Milano to Napoli and Roma to Venezia, have assigned seating. If you purchase your seat in advance, you can choose your preferred carriage and seat.

Notice the Trenitalia and Italo screenshots below. You can see how much you would save by booking your tickets in advance. The Economy and Super-Economy tickets that are available only until the sell out can be up to 60 percent cheaper than regular fares.

You can buy both Trenitalia and Italo tickets at the stations they serve. You can buy at a window if an agent is available or via a ticket machine. As with the website, the ticket machines offer an English version.

TrenItalia and Italo offer ticketless travel when you buy online. Download a QR code and/or booking reference number to show to the conductor. I suggest printing a PDF of your ticket on the offside chance you have a problem with your phone.

If you buy tickets at the station and have a paper ticket, you will need to validate it before you board the train. Look for the green and white machines in all of the stations, stick in the ticket, and it will print a code on your ticket.

Forgetting to validate your ticket can cost you a hefty fine. Ignorance, forgetfulness, and being American are not valid excuses. I was on a day trip to Ravenna once and forgot to validate my ticket. I was lucky that I met a nice conductor who took pity on me and did not fine me. On my ticket, though, he wrote: NEXT TIME YOU FORGET, PAY 75 EURO FINE.

Your tickets will not have the platform (Binario) where you will board your train. To find it, check the monitors in the train station. The monitors will show the arriving and departing trains, delays, platform, etc. The larger stations do not assign platforms until 10-20 minutes before departure time.

Italo trains are more of a burgundy color while TrenItalia trains are red (Frecciarossa), silver (Frecciargente), and white (Frecciabianca). The older regional trains were a deep green, but the newer ones have brighter colors.

In August, friends and I were on a double-decker train from Milano Centrale to Stresa. The train pulled into Stresa, and we made our way down the stairs. Unfortunately, the conductor decided to stop for only 30 seconds. Literally. The door was closing as we got to it, and it would not open as much as we tried. My friends and I laughed all the way to the next station and back. We did, by the way, have to buy tickets to get back to Stresa.

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Pity parties are an easy default. It is certainly easier to think that only bad things happen to me" than it is to actively improve the current state of things. In the end, if your habitual state is one of preemptive disappointment, you cannot be disappointed by anything.

At the end of the day, one can choose to continue to wallow in self-pity or start taking responsibility for their lives and making life better for themselves. Mentally strong people refuse to allow self-pity to sabotage their success. They use the unavoidable hardships faced in life as a way to grow stronger and improve themselves.

Acknowledge your emotions, do not conceal your sadness. Set a time limit for yourself and have a plan for shaking it off. Allow your feelings to play out but give them a deadline so that you can work on getting over it instead of wallowing in self-pity.

Get an adrenaline rush, work out to improve your mood. The endorphins you derive from exercise helps you to ditch your pity party. Separately, meditative practice also helps you get centered mentally.

Marion: Sure, well the first city I lived in was Genoa. And Genoa is on the Riviera, so it's a very beautiful place. It's a port city, so my apartment was actually looking out over the port, so I had a great apartment. It was a great view. Genoa has a very old center, so the buildings are hundreds and hundreds of years old obviously but it's quite dirty, well I don't really want to say dirty, but it's not very well looked after, the historical center, which is a pity but it does have really a lot of character. I really liked it.

Marion: Well, I've been to Rome of course. I've been to Rome a few times. I think it's one of my favorite cities actually. I love the fact that in Rome, you walk out of your hotel, or wherever you're staying and you're just surrounded by history, by this amazing, you know, the Coliseum for example. Actually the first time I ever arrived in Italy, I came from the airport directly to the Coliseum station and I walked out the door of that metro station and there was the Coliseum in front of me. It was one of those moments. It was "Ah, my God!" and there was a full moon up to the left of the coliseum. It was like, almost too perfect, too good to be true.

Marion: Yes, I did. Actually, I went to Venice several times. The first time I went was great. We had a chance to travel around, or walk around, and see the city for ourselves. It's really amazing, you know all these bridges, and if you want to get anywhere you have to hop on a boat, and the second time I went though, it was for Carnival, Carnivale, that was amazing thing, so everybody is dressed up in their costumes, and the costumes are really, really elaborate actually and people were having their faces painted, that kind of thing, and everybody was in really good spirits, you know. It was a great occasion.

Marion: Yes, I did actually. I went often because I lived an hour away in Pisa, and so Florence is amazing, it's just maybe the most cultural city after Rome as regards art galleries and that kind of thing and just the city itself. It's all that kind of Terra Cotta hues of the buildings, you know, and big piazzas, lots of statues and it has a bit of a rich feel to it actually, so, yeah. It's a really good place to people watch as well.

Marion: Yeah, I stayed with a friend in Milan actually for a couple of weeks. Just a few years ago, even though I had passed through before, I didn't really like it because it's a big built up city, lots of smog and pollution, but when I stayed there with my friend and got to know it a bit better, I ended up quite liking it.

An American friend of my apartment owner took pity on me and invited me over to her apartment for a drink one day. I sat on her balcony and looked at the spectacular view she had of Castello Sforzesco. There were few cars on the street and almost no one walking around, so it was strangely quiet for the center of Milan. I envied her apartment and its view, and her apparent self-sufficiency in a country that was not her own.

I, on the other hand, was nowhere near this self-sufficiency. My Italian was coming along, since the rate at which I subjected myself to ridicule was frequent, and I was trying every day. My trusty mini-dictionary went everywhere with me. But I had nothing else. No apartment, no job, no friends, no idea. Now that I arrived in Italy, what was I doing here?

But it reminded me of the purpose of any adventure. To live, to experience and to learn. New experiences awaited me. Sometimes I would seek them out, sometimes they would come to me. And I would figure the rest of it out along the way.

Although citrus fruits originate from China, Bergamot is Italian. It is a pity that nobody knows who created it by crossing a lemon tree with a bitter orange: this inventor might have been honoured in the same way as the colleague Clment, who invented the clementine. Italian traders managed to sell Bergamot to the Chinese Market to add fragrance to their second-rate tea, which they sold back to the English Market. I am often asked whether I have olfactory preferences. I have always said I do not, wishing to conceal the manipulations I perform on fragrances, as the work of a perfumer is always that of an illusionist. Yes, I have preferences and they vary according to my needs, my desires. I have passing loves, as well as solid, perennial loves, among which there is my love for bergamot. It was time for me to make that official . Jean-Claude Ellena

It turns out I asked where the grapes were. Facepalm moment. Uve is grapes, Uova is egg. So on my way to the grapes, I passed right by the eggs on the dry goods shelf. Twice. Thankfully the clerk, who could clearly tell I was out of my element, was watching me wander around for far too long. Eventually, she took pity on me and walked me squarely in front of the eggs. On the un-refrigerated shelf between the toilet paper and the diapers.

In the United States and Canada, eggs are washed to strip the outer protective layer called the cuticle to prevent contamination of the shell. So yes, American and Canadian supermarket eggs need to be refrigerated because the natural protective barrier is gone. Salmonella becomes a risk with eggs without that protective layer or proper refrigeration.

The very first time I had farm fresh eggs, we were visiting Zia Emilia. After a visit, she sent us home with eggs and flowers. That was five years ago now. At the time, her husband Giacomo had recently passed. Emilia was left as the last resident of a neighborhood once home to 38 people. To this day Emilia still grows bold flowers in her windows, but sadly no longer has her chickens. I still love this story though, as this is the Italy tourists never see.

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