Rome to Sorrento, and what a ride

We started packing for our journey to Sorrento, and what a journey it was. We got a taxi to the train station. We didn't want to fight the crowds on the bus again. By the time we arrived at the train station, it was raining cats and dogs. I wonder where that saying came from. I'd hate to see cats and dogs falling from the sky. The first thing that happened was a young girl approached us to see if we need help. We aren't stupid enough to fall for that. Arrigo told her to get lost Monai style. Hey, Arrigo, there is a lot of yelling going on over there. Arrigo understood the yelling. An Indian man was trying to pick pocket a lady. She felt him touch her and she just made a scene so as to draw the police. She was yelling at the top of her lungs and spitting on him. She was saying "you're in my country and you touch me." She dared him to touch her again. There are no trains to Sorrento, so we have to go to Naples and transfer to another train to Sorrento. We get to take the speed train. Ooooohhhhhh, I'm excited to go on a speed train. It doesn't take much to get me excited. I get excited going to Staples, let alone to Naples. Get it, Staples...Naples. Ok, enough of the sick humour. When we got up to speed, we were traveling 294 kph. How do I know, you ask! Because there is a projection TV in the aisle that tells speed, current temperature of the destination, and shot from the back of the train so we can see how fast we were going. Man oh man, is this thing fast. Arrigo said if he could drive this fast, he would be like Fernando Alonso. Weee're here. It only took 70 minutes to get to Naples. On a regular train, it would take over three hours. We had to transfer to a train to Sorrento, and what an experience that was. The tickets only cost €4.70 each for an hour train ride to Sorrento. There were so many people on the train platform, that we couldn't get through to get to the other end of the platform. It looked like shag carpeting. By the time the train came there was less than standing room only. Apparently, one train didn't come, so that's why the train was so packed. The only way more people could have fit on the train is if they hung out of the windows. The first thing we saw when we got to the train station in Naples was a luggage store. I looked at the crappy piece of made-in-China-with-two-broken handles piece of luggage that Arrigo was pulling and I said to myself "Self, you should buy another piece of luggage so Arrigo doesn't have to pull that piece of crap anymore. Not only that, you will be able to buy more stuff if you buy a bigger piece." Idea sold. I'll buy a new piece of luggage. We went into the luggage store and ended up buying a hard-case larger piece of luggage on four wheels, and it rolls really nice. It took no time at all to transfer the luggage from China to the quality "Made-in-Italy" luggage and throw away the old piece of luggage. I can't imagine Arrigo having to haul that old piece of luggage on that train. We got lost looking for our hotel. I see a nice polizia man over there. I think I should ask him for directions. I have to practice my pronunciations here, and even when I do, I screw it up. Once I said benvenuto (welcome) instead of grazie. I think I was just nervous. When we arrived at the hotel, we were pleasantly surprised. We checked in and the porter showed us to our room and we were even more pleasantly surprised - the room was roomy, floors beautifully tiled, bathroom was large with a bath tub and shower (nice rain shower I might add), table in the centre of the room and a closet with more than five hangars. It is the nicest room we have had on our journey. Let's go for a walk. Okay, we'll stop for a drink upstairs first if you insist. Why don't we check out for the pool garden area for a drink. There are lime, lemon, and tangerine trees. I hear there's even a grafted tree of orange and lemons. Okay, if you insist! The fruit on this tree is huge. Wow! After our drink, we went for a walk. This place is fabulous for shopping. I bought a pink pair of shoes. Pashminas only cost €5. I think I will buy a few of those. That's way cheaper than back home.