Once there Jimmy had a choice, a flight to Florence which would get him on his way within the hour or wait just over two and a half hours and fly direct. He was out of Scotland so there was no hurry, but the idea of hanging round an airport for a couple of hours didn’t appeal so he opted for Florence. At Florence airport he checked his options at travel information and found he had the same choice, hang around and catch the first Rome flight just before seven which would get him into Fiumicino at seven fifty-five or get a taxi to Florence station and catch the five-thirty train which would also get him into Rome at the same time, seven fifty-five. He was knackered, he didn’t want to hang about in another airport so he opted for the station. Once there he could get a bit of breakfast then on the train stretch his legs and sleep maybe. Also, the train put him into central Rome, not out at the airport. The train made sense. In Rome he chose a taxi from the station rather than the face the Metro.
