We got down at the station at 4.30 p.m. and entered it. It looked like some shopping mall. Where the hell are the trains? Through a shop I could see that the trains are on the other side. We had no time to search for a proper entrance so we walked through a café and exited on the other side to reach the trains. I took out the train ticket and looked for the train number. Finding the train was not that difficult. This part of the station looked a bit like CST in Mumbai where the trains enter the station and the platforms are on both sides to board it. We found our train by 4.40 p.m. We both knew we are hungry and there was a 3-hour long journey ahead of us. We were not sure whether we would get food on the train. We realized that there was some time left so we turned back and moved frantically towards the shops when our eyes caught hold of a McDonald’s. Some known place, such relief. We reached the restaurant and I stood outside with the bags while Jerry, my husband bought two burgers and a cold drink and came out.
“How much?” I asked Jerry hogging on it.
“Just 4.40 euros, there is some offer I guess” he replied.
“Oh, that’s good. Will you be OK with one?", I asked.
“No, I think I’ll buy one more for the journey.”
“Buy two; it’ll be 8 by the time we reach Naples.”
He went in to buy two more burgers. The woman at the counter was taking too much time to give back the change. We couldn’t take the risk of rushing and getting to the station on time only to miss our train for a few euros. But we were persistent. Indians!! By the time she gave back the rest of the money, it was 4.55 p.m. already. We hurried towards the train again. We ran and got to our seats and as soon as we sat down, the train departed!