One might think that after a day of enjoying their strike the train workers might be rejuvinated and ready to help would-be passengers. I have this image in my mind of portly men in green TrenItalia jackets using a slip-n-slide and sipping frozen drinks poolside. But, unfortunately, they're not particularly helpful tonight.

As it turns out, the earliest we'll reach Riomaggiore is 4:58. Should be a fabulous night ahead.
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