The end of the comic strip

We did make it to Sienna, but it was tight.

Our train was late leaving Cecina, so when we got to Empoli, we ran off the train to see which platform the train to Sienna was on. (Remember that we originally had only 7 minutes in which to make the switch.) Stacy checked the monitor to see which platform the train to Siena was leaving from, called out the number and headed down the stairs to the subway-type tunnel leading to the other tracks. I'm following her and see her start running as soon as she reaches the top of the stairs. OUR TRAIN WAS PULLING AWAY!!! She's banging on the doors and yelling for it to stop, I'm running behind her trying to pry the doors open. Stupid, probably, but we were desperate, people!

Well ... they stopped the train for us. The conductor-guy leans out from the front of the train and yells for us to get on. We collapsed into our seats panting and laughing and so glad that we made it.

(Stacy was later reprimanded by the conductor and bore the brunt of it for both of us. Apparently he didn't see me trying to force the doors open. It was a small price to pay for the assurance of a bed to sleep in.)