First losses

Vera on the way to the train station: 'I'm running without the backpack and those hiking shoes!' What a joke... We had to run twice today already. Lesson learned: Never promise things before you have changed trains in Milan. If the wind of the departing train hadn't slowed us down, we would have been spared another sprint through Milan train station. After four hours of train travel in tropical warm climate but NOT with plastic seats, we made it to the countryside and the ski village of Limone. From there, just a short hike with its pitfalls and disappearing bridges, and we were also in our little 'studio'. Dinner was good, to remember: Chili spice is NOT paprika, so enjoy in moderation unless you want to become a fire-breather.

Summary of the day: we already lost our nerves between Domodossola and Milan, but we are fine and prepared for further losses.

P. S. Manfred was successfully smuggled into the depths of the backpack, despite the poisonous looks from the Italian border guards.