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![]() A typical train station in Bologna. Italian trains had graffiti, but it tended to be big, colorful, and reasonably artistic... | ![]() The train station in Milan. In stark contrast to most other Italian train stations, Milan stressed style. | ![]() Looking back at the Eurostar train we rode in the Milan station. The glass and steel structure was open on one end... |
![]() ...and opened into this traditional stone structure on the other end. | ![]() Outside the Milan station, looking back. | ![]() Outside the Milan station, looking forward. |
![]() We stopped for lunch at McDonalds, conveniently across the street from the station. This 3-level McDonalds was the nicest one I have ever seen. After getting our food upstairs, we went downstairs to this nice wood and plants decor dining room. |
![]() Even the restroom in McDonalds had a flair for style. Deep blue lights illuminated the stalls, giving it a Star-Trek glow. | ![]() Back in the train station, there was a TGV (French bullet train) next to our train. |
![]() A rural lake, north of Milan. | ![]() As we got closer to the Swiss border, the Alps became increasingly rugged. It gave me a new appreciation for Hannibal's achievement... | ![]() Along the way, I had an almost uncanny ability to take pictures at the exact moment that poles went whizzing by the window at 90mph... |