I had a long walk along the ridge, but sadly the trees were a little too heavily laden with leaves and pine needles to be able to get a good view.
Back down in town I headed over to the station and caught the train up to the border town of Gorizia.
I wandered through town to the stunning castle and had a long look round that before heading back to the station.
I made it to the station with a few minutes to spare before the train back to Trieste, but none of the ticket machines were working and by the time I finally managed to get to the front of the queue for a ticket and get to the platform it was just in time to see the train pulling out.
With an hours wait I wandered over to a vending machine to get a drink, only to discover that having put the money in and had the drink drop into the tray the collection door was broken – partly because there were now half a dozen bottles waiting to be rescued.
Feeling a little less than impressed with TrenItalia I waited out the 55 minutes until the next train vowing never to use their services again.
Back in Trieste I went for a bit more of a wander through town, before grabbing dinner in a restaurant near where I had eaten the previous evening, before heading back to the hotel to start the packing process all over again.
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