trains

45 minutes standing-room only, Como to Milan.  Not the ‘Eat Pray Love’ commuter experience to Switzerland days ago.  Weekend train to the Region’s big City.  Steady, reliable & clean – just less Euro-glamour ‘packed in’ standing with your luggage.  Ticket on the Express train.

Como San Giovanni ➩ Seregno ➩ Monza ➩ Milano Centrale

Arrived Track 2.  Station abuzz, reminiscent of New York’s Grand Central.  Old electric lines & diesel still in the States, but day’s trek super déjà vu of my 9 year-work commute, New Haven to NYC.

Pulse, pulse, pulse.  Shop sounds, travelers racing, speaker-barked announcements.  So much ENERGY.  Transportation hub of Northern Italy’s Lombardy region.  Metro transfer/travel ‘round Milan or other dream train connections: Rome, Florence, Venice, Naples.  Buzz, buzz, buzz.

Taxi’d to my hotel digs, beautiful Italian-owned building steps from Sunday’s Marathon Start.  Bag drop, mental regroup.  Milan Day.  Just a few gotta/haftas on the list but ALL happening today.

Teatro alla Scala.  da Vinci.  Galleria Vittorio Emanuele II.  Milano’s il Duomo.

Mini-break before attempting [marathon] bib pick-up.  Nutella crepe & an outdoor cappuccino (new day, new city, same Italian diet).  Metro ticket in-hand.  No stopping.  Go, go, go!

Absolutely anything is possible…with Nutella ❤️

 

 

Stazione Centrale & Milan’s il Duomo

 

 

chocolate & cappuccino 🇨🇭

Second day of Spring showers.  Bring it on!

Passport in hand (just in case), absolutely no idea what the day holds.  It’s unexpected/unplanned/spur-of-the-moment Swiss Day! 🇨🇭

Already captured the indoor sights of Como, spending today’s tourism dollars on a train ride north.  Mile stroll to Como’s main station, 9€ (Euro) ticket to SWITZERLAND.

Flag change, currency switch (Swiss francs), same Italiano lingua.  Tri-tongue country, Switzerland.  German & Italian used in Lugano, country’s southernmost region.

Notta Swiss Miss yodel village.  Money town.  World fine-brands all represented, its fine cars as well.  Mirror-image visual of my Como digs.  Lake Lugano fenced by mountains.  Cobblestone streets, hill top cathedrals.  Billboards, Swiss watch-dominated.

Como v Lugano.  Less pasta, less Italian villas – more croissant, more puff pastry.  Day’s taste buds saturated on chocolate ganache & cappuccino (trip’s best).  Swiss Day 🙂

Appreciate the ease of travel in Europe.

Short 40 minute return to Como.  Late dinner, lake cruise in the morning.

 

 

 

He’s baaaack.  Back where it all started, BIG WILD beautiful ALASKA!  5 years ago, my run journey began in Anchorage.  Marathon Numero Uno.  Saturday in Juneau, targeting #124.  Whatta life adventure – 50 States, 4 Canadian provinces, 5 continents.

Predawn flight outta Denver, 2-hour connection in Seattle, Juneau arrival just after noon.  Lyft ride downtown (no rental car this trek), hotel check-in, bag drop-off (backpack/extra run shoes/travelled lite) – much too early to settle in, plenty of daylight hours to explore.  Summer sunset in the Great White North not ‘til 10pm, up again before 4am.  Nothing free airline eye-shades couldn’t fix 😊

Juneau, Alaska’s official state capital but as residents will tell ya, everything happens in Anchorage.  More than 40% of the state’s sparse population reside in Alaska’s largest city.  Juneau’s a former GOLD rush town.  Large Inuit population, the Tlingit, still call the peninsula home.  Lotta Russian influence too, Alaska’s caretakers ‘til 1867 ☭ 🇷🇺

Another unique trait?  No roadtrippin’ here.  By air or by sea ONLY.

BIG, WILD, primitive & GREEN.  Surrounded by mountains, closer to British Columbia  than mainland Alaska.  Scoped out lunch/early dinner options on my walk to the Tramway.  Ticket please.  UP UP UP Mount Roberts, lift every 30 minutes.

Top of the tramway: restaurant, gift shop AND a trailhead.  Just 2 hours in Alaska, already found myself a hike.  BESTEST views of Juneau & Gastineau Bay.

LUSH vegetation, mountain flowers, BALD EAGLES & bugs.  Crazy HUMID too.  POWER HIKED UP, movin’ fast/protecting my blood supply from insect vultures.  Whole lotta, whole lotta going on.  Limited to only four months of temperate weather – live, breed & die.

Father Brown’s Cross, Gold Ridge, Gastineau Peak.  Snapped my scenic shots & trail-ran returned.  Felt GREAT to RUN.

Bathroom splash bath, cooled-off watching a documentary ‘bout the local Tlingit’s Raven & Eagle clans.  Crab bowl at Tracy’s King Crab Shack (gotta/hafta/must); SPRUCE TIP ice cream for dessert.  Voted Juneau’s BEST Ice Cream – how could I go wrong?

Tomorrow’s kayak/crampon-hike itinerary: Mendenhall Glacier ❤️

 

 

Mount Roberts Trail, Juneau