The day started early. See, I thought our train was leaving at 10:55. Turns out, it was actually arriving at 10:55 in Rho Fiera. Which meant, waking up at 5:30, to catch a 6:05 bus, to catch another bus, to catch our 7:05 train out of Roma Termini. I was going to get a paper ticket printed, but someone from the train station stopped us and said we didn't have to do that. She then showed us how to look up the platform and walked us to the platform. All of this, we already knew. I had said that we didn't want her help originally, but she was persistent. Then, she said "information for money." We said No. Turns out, she doesnt work for the train station. Fun morning. The train was great: 1st Class Business. Big comfortable seats. Free snack and drink. Electric window shades. It was great. The scenery was great too. Plenty of vineyards and sunflower farms.
A view from the train
We were told by our host that we could drop our luggage off at the apartment, so we tried to find our apartment. Turns out, we needed to go one more stop...so, back on the train. The layover was beneficial though, as some nice people gave us an extra ticket to the Expo, worth 39€. Once at the apartment, we met the old guests, who were leaving. Now, back to the expo. We were starving, but figured an expo with the theme "feeding the world" would be a good place to eat. Incorrect.
At the entrance.
Worst and most expensive Mexican food ever. But, at least the Italian food has to be good...being in Italy and all...right? Worst pizza ever. And worst service ever.
Worst and most expensive Mexican food ever
Pizza at the expo.
So, Lindsey's waiting for our pizza inside, while I'm trying to find a place to eat on the patio...there's no inside dining. A bunch of tables say "reservado," all other tables are either taken, or in the sun. But, I see a couple about to leave, so I stand by their table. As soon as they leave, the helpful staff come by to clean the table, then put a "reservado" sign on the table. I say that I'm eating here and was waiting for the table. They just say "reservado" over and over. No "I'm sorry"...just "reservado". The younger one says we can go upstairs inside. So I try...2 tables...full, of course. I then go back outside and wait for the next table. A groupie leaves and I sit down and push the trash to the other side. When the same lady comes by to clean the table, she says "reservado". I say "no, I bought pizza here, I'm eating here". She walks away. She comes back one more time...taps we on the shoulder and say "reservado". This time, I yell at her as she walks away for her to give me my money back for the food if she wants the table. Never heard from her again. We shared our table with someone else looking for a table. As we were leaving, the party came in.
The Italian wine tasting pavilion was great though. Lots of really good wines to taste. Got a glass out of it. Let's see if it'll make it home.
The Outside of the U.S. Pavilion
Made our way back to Rho and had a great dinner. We don't recommend eating at, or even going to the World's Fair in Milan. Pay 39€ to be treated like shit, wait in long lines, and eat over-priced and crapy food...no thanks.
A great family operated restaurant in Rho