Day 20 - Trieste
I took the overnight bus up the coast last night. Crossed through Bosnia and Croatia and Slovenia and arrived in Italy with my passport only receiving a cursory glance. When getting into Italy, some passengers' passports were taken back to the guard station for a closer look, but not mine.
Thunderstorm last night. It finally stopped raining at 9:30, two hours after I started walking around this town. Gray skies. Too much like Seattle is said to be.
Expensive internet, slow computer. Talk to you later.
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Trieste is probably the least-touristy place I've been, or at least one of them. Nothing to see, nothing to do, and no souvenir shops as far as the eye can see.
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