It was no TGV!

Our train experience from Nice to Milan was a bit chaotic. First of all, we walked to the train station and realized that we left our iPod charging at the hotel. I had the big suitcase and the 2 girls, while Chris had 30 minutes to RUN back to the hotel and make it back in time for our train. He must have sprinted, because he made it back with 7 minutes to spare (and a lot of sweat seeping through his red t-shirt) When the train arrived, the doors to our coach would not open. People were getting very antsy 'is it going to leave without us?' 'what are we going to do' At the last minute, the doors opened and people pushed into our Coach #2. Luckily, we found our seats right away, but about 50 other people didn't. THEY WERE MISSING ONE COACH CAR! Can you imagine? All these people paid for seats in a 1st class, air conditioned train, and their coach wasn't there. As a result, these 20-something cute Spanish girls were fighting with elderly English speaking women. Oh man, it was nuts. Note Mia's distressed facial expression and Chris reaching behind to hold Ava's hand. I was seated across the aisle.