On the Termini train station going to Salerno. We're in our busiest period at work, with 12 store openings in 4 weeks. Divided between two stressed-out merchandisers. You do the math.
Anyway, on my way to Salerno, close to Napoli in the south of Italy. The only thing i know about Salerno is that they produce good wine, the Salice Salentino and the Negroamaro. Yum.
Since I was fashionably early for my train (there is no such thing as fashionably late when you're traveling- you arrive on time and look great or you arrive late, all messed up and sweaty and you have most likely already missed your train) I figured I'd get myself some breakfast for the train ride. Enter the classic Italian breakfast bar. Cappuccino to go, orange juice in bottle and then..? Something to eat. Basically this is how one gets fat in Italy. The choice of breakfast snack is immense and the one is sweeter than the other. Even the least unhealthy one, the wholewheat croissant, has honey in it and there is no way you can get it without.
So, I just go with the flow, accept my destiny and let myself enjoy the sugar rush.
Buongiorno a voi!
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