Napoli-Firenze

On Friday I woke up and started packing up my stuff to head to Florence. It was raining a bit throughout the morning and I was hoping it would let up when I had to go to the train station. Instead it turned into a torrential downpour. It was kind of funny watching the vendors outside clamor to cover up their stuff as their umbrellas blew away. Fifteen minutes later I had to venture out into the rain, without the aid of the umbrella that I left in Switzerland, for the 10 minute walk to the train station. It was a bit of an adventure, but I made it. What’s up with all of this rain in Italy?
The train ride was uneventful. It seems like Italy is bracing for a terrorist attack against their train system as both times I have taken the Eurostar Italia, the high speed train, there have been carabinieri with machine guns walking up and down the aisles.
I was greeted in Firenze (Florence) by even more rain. I took a bus to the campground I would be staying at. It was basically raining off and on all afternoon so the day was a bit of a writeoff. I met an Aussie girl and two Irishmen on the bus ride over and we hung out at the campground cafe drinking beer and swapping stories all afternoon.