We trained from Milan to Modena so that Jordan could see the Farrari museum in Marinello (and I could sit in the café while I waited). I miss train travel so much. If only it actually worked in the Southeastern United States, or most of the rest of it for that matter. I get my best thinking done on trains, watching the world go by. Modena was a cute little city, with bike sidewalks all the way around it and a visitors center with free bike rentals...score! Nothing really noteworthy, just some quintessential buildings with beautiful textures and colors.
