An Australian couple and kid get on. He has a body-sized suitcase on rollers, two wheels have broken, she has one reasonable sized one, a little kid has a backpack.
He's bitching up a storm. "I don't think we had to take two trains. There was one we could have taken instead. Why did he tell us that?" (me, thinking he probably told you to take 2 regionales rather than the pricier Frecciarossa, seeing your not nice t- shirt, shorts, and broken suitcase.) Wife, soothing: I'm sure he was trying to help.
Guy keeps bitching. "Tries" to fix a wheel, but not in any serious way. Girl says, "Oh look at the little train!" Guy doesn't notice his child is delighted by the views out the window of a new place. The wife catches sight of the arena. "Are we supposed to get off here?" "No," he snarls, like his wife is the stupidest person ever. The 8 year old girl takes a look at the wheel, with a better engineering eye than her father's.
At this point, happy I'm invisible as "an Italian" i look at the woman across from me. We don't quite roll our eyes at each other, but I felt we were communicating: What a dick. Or these people are inept at traveling
Now, just to insert a picture, Italian toaster and Italian coffee pods.
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