Pisa Airport is the closest and the fastest in time if you want to visit the coast of Tuscany. But not many big European cities has direction to there and you will likely can reach this landing place only by Ryanair. Nothing wrong with personnel but it’s little airport accepts myriad people. Not a big factor but I deserve best after what I had. Also weird persons make that as it was when I was awaiting plane in December. I usually take sit and put my backpack nearby but if any human comes and there is no free place, I certainly remove my stuff for politeness. However, I did see one guy who had generic hippie look by long hair and glasses. He approached to me, I looked and that guy was supposed to politely ask but he wasn’t capable for that and showed instead an insolent requiring gesture with unhappy look on face. That man likely finished college because I don’t think the diligent people visit such institutes. Sadly, that my shyness activated there though I can show myself. Of course, I would only reminded on he could simply say instead behave that inappropriate way. Maybe, my shyness influenced best for me because it could finish bad for that hippie. His mother, with whom he wanted to take sits, was full opposite by her pleasant presentation and I said to her “please, please” with picking up the backpack. Not anymore of this airport and I am going to keep savages away from me. It’s wonderful only arrive as I did it now and took comfortable automatic train which reached me to the city of Pisa.
Enough of Ryanair. I proclaimed it with buying of two tickets. I was reckless with taking a second because I hadn’t necessity to take that direction. However, no big money. But if look, you can’t simply refund. It was so unprofessional company which doesn’t have function to cancel flight. No doubt, there can be a man who wants take this plane but all tickets sold while he or she could get opportunity if I returned back. I can change dates and direction for which I’ll pay more – Ryanair never could be logical. I’m in grand happy that I don’t need to book it anymore. There was logical to turn on NSYNC again.
Well, I came on Pisa Centrale, bought ticket and took sit on my platform. Two walked carabinieri decided to check ID of a couple of persons and I became one of them who got that lucky number. I asked “For what?” and one responded “A standard procedure”. I didn’t continue to retort and demonstrated but I was flabbergasted because such approach can be in undemocratic countries. I didn’t move because my train was cancelled. Soon I revealed from one personnel of station that train workers strike. I found out that their protest on twenty-four hours by reading paper on one ticket machine. It perceived serious because three soldiers with pistols were on the doorstep of station. Trains were cancelling almost one after another. When I did refunding of ticket, I got information from mumbling English cashier on possibility that some trains will work. She wasn’t capable to answer on question about alternatives. The next was cancelled. I took ticket on train after that but it dropped from schedule in a few of minutes of assuming arrival. I approached to other cashier by fate of queue who applied refund for this ticket. However, I didn’t get money on card back for both of them.
I already did searching for alternative variants by founding out that there are no buses driving between cities. It was outrageous on absence of organization. I could take taxi and pay big money as I did in Warsaw. I could but I didn’t want to do. I decided to check for Uber but there was no of it. Trio of carabinieri entered in a waiting hall. They began checking on documents. When they came to me, I said their colleagues approached to me two hours ago. Nobody understood what I said. One spoke that I haven’t photo. My observation for carabinieri formulated common things in them: they like to create mystery by not answering in details, speak primal English and limited in worldview. I wanted to rid from them by giving them ID on look. However, I tried to find way out and asked on alternatives. Staying old woman in a center of trio said that I should hope with trains. I gave up on them up by my hand.
I did shutdown of laptop in less than five minutes of the next train. It wasn’t savvy to repeat but I bought ticket. I came on place and train was relocated on other platform which was the first I waited. That train will be delayed on fifteen minutes. For that time appeared an operator who gave ray of situation saving when he used his special key, entered into train and I saw how he moved to the first wagon. I reached crossing station Viareggio. I decided for curiosity to ask a station’s cashier on refund because I didn’t reach my place. A worker indicated on using QR-code on bought ticket. Anyway, I didn’t care. Fortunately, by knowing from him, there was bus to town I wanted to reach which was outside of station. I waited it for almost forty minutes while schedule reported that nearest in a few minutes but arrived only next transport. I know that my planning movement to Bologna will the last time when I was inside of Italian train. Whole experienced situation and reasons which I told once made to finish with that for good.
