The next day we had breakfast, and then spent four hours on the train to get to Rome (there were tasty sandwiches and equally delicious scenery involved), and another two hours until we reached Chuisi and said goodbye to Paolo for the first time in four days. It was so nice to just see Cesar again, and no one else. This is a sketch of the Montevarchi trainstation, dark and deserted, when we were almost– thank god– home.