So last week i went to Venice, Bolzano, Verona, and Roma from the 12th till the 20th

The first day was hell.

So the day before I was going to Italy, I get on the bus on my way home from Teresa's Osternfeuer, I have my ticket in hand and everything's cool.
Now, we get to this one station and the security guys hop on, they check the train tickets from everyone and when they get to me, they see the ticket and tell me to get down of the train.

I was like "But..why? I have a ticket!" (of course, this was mental talking)
So this short fire crotch guy with three big huge guys behind him goes like "So.. this ticket is from last year, you're going to have to pay €40"
And I was like
"Eu nao falo Alemao!" (Cause there were more chances they could speak Spanish than the chances that they would speak Portuguese)
So the guy talks to me in English and is like
"TICKET IS OLD. YOU PAY FORTY EUROS!"
Then I pointed and the ticket and was like
"WHERE SAYS TICKET OLD?!?"
And the guy was like "It's not there" then I was like "HOW I KNOW TICKET OLD????" (This was possibly my best impression of REALLY broken English).
Then one of the big guys was like "Show me how much money you have with you."
And I grabbed my wallet and wanted to only take out €5 but accidentally took out €15 (which was all of my money.)
Then the guy was like "Ok. Pay us the €15 and we'll let you go"
So I was like "FINE." and gave them the €40. Then sweared like a sailor on my way back home (which I had to walk).
But I was like "It's okay, tommorow I'll just go to some ATM Machine in Berlin and get some money"
Then I go to Berlin and try 2 ATM Machines...

"BEEP. CARD REJECTED"

And I was like..

Ach du scheiße.

Then I tried 2 more ATM machines at the airport and they both reject my card.
So I called my mom and was like:
"MOM. I know it's 1am over there BUT I AM GOING TO VENICE RIGHT NOW AND I HAVE 1 EURO WITH ME! And I have to pay the hostel as soon as i get there and they don't accept credit cards AND the buses to the hostel!"
So my mom was like "mk. I'll call you in 30mins"

So 30 minutes later she called and was like
"So I see some money in your credit card, try again."

So I tried with 2 more ATM machines and....


"BEEP. REJECTED."

DAMN IT!

I then tried buying a Starbucks coffee with the credit card and it worked....what?

So I go to Copenhagen and try another ATM machine and BAM rejected.
Now this one hurted alot, cause the currency exchange was really high! I WAS RICH IN DENMARK!
So I get to Venice and try 2 more ATM machines, and guess...

REJECTED!

So I was on the verge of desperation now when I call my mom and I go like
"MOM. NONE OF THE ATM MACHINES WORK! And I'm here alone and stranded in Venice. halp."
So she was like "allright I called the bank and they said that the card would not work until 24 hours AFTER the deposit"




Scheiße.



So she says "I'll see what I can do" and hangs up.
So now I'm pretty much screwed. I try going to this restaurant and asking them if I could buy something and they overcharge me and give me the change in cash, and they were like NO CAN'T DO!

So after 30 minutes I go for hoboing.

So I go to these 2 American women and tell them the whole story and ask them if they could give me 5 euros for the trip to the hostel.
Then they were like "ooh sorry we don't have little money"

Pshaw.

So I was preparing to leave and this Brittish couple behind them were like
"We heard your story, that's really unfortunate, here, have 5 euros!"

YAAAY!

So I thanked them and offered paying them back with Kit Kats (cause I had ALOT of Kit Kats, thanks mommy for the 3 huge packages of Kit Kats for Easter!)

So I get to the hostel (which happened to be a camping) and persuaded the receptionist with my sexyness and manipulation that they could stay with my passaport and I would pay on check-out.

They were like "Fine."

WOO! VICTORY!

Now I was getting a little hungry and was like "Well, my credit card works, I may have no cash but my credit card works, it should all by okay from now on!"

WRONG, I go to the restaurant and what do I see? "NO CREDIT CARDS ACCEPTED" I go to the Mini market and "NO CREDIT CARDS ACCEPTED", I go to the pizza place and "NO CREDIT CARDS ACCEPTED" not even the freaking bar would accept credit cards.
So I ask at the reception how much is it to go to Venice (since Venice is an island and they only have hotels there, my hostel was in the piece of solid land NEAR Venice, I could see Venice from the coast though).
So she goes like "12 Euros there and back ^^", and I go like "...can I pay with credit card? "

"nop!"

So I was doomed, that night I lived off of Kit Kats and Pepsi, it was horrible because some people were having a picnic outside and I could smell the food, normally I would've asked them if I could join, but I don't know what happened.

So I went to sleep really early that night cause I didn't want to get and hungrier, then the next morning I wake up with alot of confidence, knowing that now, my credit card should work with the ATM machines!

So I walk with all the confidence and optimism of the world on my shoulders to the ATM machine, I insert the card and...









"BEEP. REJECTED!"


WHAT?!
I was getting depressed now, I called my mom and was like "MOM! I'M SORRY FOR CALLING AT 2AM AGAIN BUT I HAVEN'T HAD BREAKFAST AND I DIDN'T HAVE SUPPER, AND ALL I HAD YESTERDAY WERE 2 BREADS AND A MILLION KIT KATS! HILFE!"

So my mom was like "hmmm.. so ask at the reception where is the closest Western Union to see if I can send you some SOS money"

So I ask where the closest Western Union is and guess where it is.


In Venice.

So I go like "DAMN." and try to persuade the receptionist again to see if they could give me the ticket and i pay at the end, with the check-out.

So they're like "fine, fine" (they liked me)

So I walk to the port to wait for the boat, then the boat gets there and I stand up to look for the ticket.


BAM! IT'S GONE!

So I go like "SHIT THIS IS NOT POSSIBLE!" because not only did I lose the boat ticket, I also lost the invoice with which I had to pay the bloody hostel.

So I walk back to the hostel, already thinking about the excuse I'm going to give, while I look at all the already used boat tickets, just to see if there is one that's still not used.

And there it was! MY UNUSED TICKET!

And a couple meters back was my invoice!

YAY!

So I ran back to the boat and got to Venice, there I had to walk what seemed like forever, when I finally get to the Western Union, HOORAY! VICTORY!

So I get my money and everything went fluid from then on.


Until the last day, I was with Carla going to the airport from the hostel in Rome, we went from the hostel to the train station, we took the train and accidentally missed our stop, so we went back to the right stop and got out there.
At that train station we asked where was the other train station that would take us to the airport.
The lady said "Outside, to the right, walk 200 meters"

So I did that and when I get to the other train station I look back and Carla's gone.

And I go like "How the fucking shit do you manage to get lost by following me!?"

So I walk all the way back to the first train station, look for her, and didn't find her.
So I walked to the second train station and look at the board for the next train that goes to the airport.
It was 10:29 and the next train would leave at 10:33 (my plane departs at 12:00 and it takes 20 mins from the train station to the airport, plus I had luggage) when I get a message from Carla that goes like "Dudy plz help! Where are you?" I would've answered if I would've had money in my cellphone, which I didn't, so I go to a public phone and try to contact Carla, no success here, her cellphone was German and for some reason I couldn't reach her from a Public phone.

So I start looking for her and miss 2 trains, I was already pretty late for the plane, so I decided to go to the airport before I miss my plane, so I assumed Carla would find her way to the airport in time, since we still had some time and she was almost 18, only bad thing was that i had ALL of her money in my wallet, i'll mail it to her through Western Union.

So I get to Germany and the first thing I do is call her and go like "WHERE THE CRAP ARE YOU"
she's like "I'm in Düsseldorf, I missed my plane"
Great.
She said "So I asked the people there for money so I could call my sister in Hamburg so she would book another flight to Hamburg, and that's what she did."


Well, atleast she's saved, I can't remember last time I was so pissed off, worried and tired at the same time.

Italy was a real adventure.