I've arrived in Italy, and of course, my first stop is Venice! I arrived on the 16th of April, in the airport of Treviso late at night. I quickly hopped on a bus to Mestre, where my hostel resided. When I got to dropped off, however, I quickly realized that once again (I've managed to do this WAY too many times), I was alone, in a ridiculously shifty area, and completely by myself with a large quanity of luggage. And as usual, my plan had been "Oh, I'll just walk to the hostel." Hah.
So, I did what I do every-single-time I manage to stumble into such a situation. I panicked quietly and tried to look unnoticeable. A laughable feat, since I had a neon blue and yellow HULA HOOP strapped to my bag that was larger than me. Then, with a nervous face, I entered the train station which seemed to be open and was told could sell bus tickets.
Inside, what seemed to be Italian gangsters (young, very angry looking young men, who may have been completely jolly but didn't look it but I have an over-active imagination) looming. I panicked again, and found the McDonald's attached to the train station, which was closed. So, I decided I was going to bite the bullet and take a cab.
The cabbie said it would cost me 20 Euros to get to the hostel. I had to laugh, before I had left looked on google maps and it wasn't far away. But I reluctantly agreed. Somehow because t
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