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It's sometimes safer to take risks

Night Wanderer

EGYPT | Thursday, 15 May 2014 | Views [174] | Scholarship Entry

It all started with a delayed flight from Cairo International airport to Turin, Italy. I've been there before but this time I decided to take the flight to Milan and then the train to Turin to enjoy the sights. Unfortunately the flight was delayed and I eventually reached Milan around 11 pm. I tried to keep calm but I was very nervous and couldn't imagine how I'd continue the trip to Turin in this darkness. I took my bags I rushed to reserve a ticket on the last train leaving to Turin. The platform was dark and cold and a few minutes passed like hours till the train arrived. When I asked the train officer about the time remaining to reach Porta Nuova, the train final destination and my stop, he said calmly that the train isn't going to reach Porta Nuova and will stop one station ahead. I starred at my ticket which had the right destination and checked with him if I can take another train but he replied in the same calm tone that no trains are available at that hour but I can take a taxi. Taking a taxi seemed the only logic solution but when I remembered all those movies about women being kidnapped or worse in taxis, I excluded the idea. The streets were almost empty as I moved dragging my bag behind and holding the map in the other hand. After walking for quite some time in anxiety, the streets started to look familiar. I passed by Piazza Castello which looked fantastic with the lights of the buildings on and the fountain sparkling water in the middle. Once I turned into Via Roma, I sighed deeply, and walked with joy into the street where all shops were fully lightened though no one was there shopping. I finally found myself facing the ancient building of Porta Nuova railway station. I took a quick look at the printout of the hotel Bologna location and walked with confidence dreaming of a warm welcome at the hotel and a comfortable bed. After 10 minutes of walking, I started to have doubts that I’m on the right way. I saw a small coffee shop across the street to which I headed. A couple of young men were at the bar enjoying their drinks, while the waiter watched a football match. He told me that I should go back to near the railway station and look for the hotel. I felt nothing as I walked back thinking of this endless night. I reached the intersection of the railway station and before crossing the street I could see the sign of the hotel. I almost cried as I realized that if I only turned right before crossing the street, I would have been in bed by now.

Tags: 2014 Travel Writing Scholarship - Euro Roadtrip

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