It’s official: I have my ticket for travelling to Bologna. I’m leaving on Wednesday, 1st October in the afternoon. I should arrive in Bologna around 10.00 the following day. In total, the whole travel would take around 17 hours. In that time I shall cover about 1240 km through four countries.
Yes, that means I’m taking a bus to Italy. Old school, I know, but that’s the “benefit” of living in a city that has no airport of its own. Travelling to another city, at least 120 km away from my hometown, with a lot of luggage and a drum seemed to be too uncomfortable, costly and tiring to even take it into consideration. Not to mention the extra costs of my unusual baggage and the risk of loosing it on the way.
I actually have traveled to Italy by bus before. I was much younger, about 12 I think, and the bus was full of screaming, overexcited children of my age. Not that I enjoyed it so much, I was more interested in the views outside the window, but I guess the journey went fast, cause they tried to keep us occupied. Now I will have to entertain myself and I have doubts about whether the bus has sockets, so I could plug my computer in for instance. But fortunately, I’ll also be “armored” with A Feast For Crows in original language and so hopefully I will get myself busy with all those characters dying around in rivers of blood and guts (don’t spoil me anything!).
For now, I have more urging matters to attend though. The following week will be all about the art of packing for a year.