The day we visited Christo’s Floating Piers was one of the most rewarding days of the trip. As we boarded the train for Brescia, we were confronted with massive crowds that prevented us from actually getting on the train. This should have been the first warning sign of what was to come but most of us brushed it off as rush hour. We simply boarded the next train and all was well, until we got to the Brescia train station and faced the next phase of our journey which seemed to be an unending line to the only train that would take us to the Piers. We didn’t know how long the wait would be which was probably for the best. After another delay on the train and a line to get onto the Piers, 8 hours later, we finally took our first steps onto the floating orange pathway. The sweltering heat and test of our patience all receded into the background at this moment. Walking barefoot on the wobbly pier and absorbing the beauty of Lake Iseo was an unforgettable experience. Many of us wondered if something like this could even exist in the States without extensive barriers and extensive peddling of Christo merchandise. Experiencing this ephemeral installation in a place as beautiful as Italy was truly a memory I will keep forever.
