Germany to Florence the trip that went wrong

Starting from where I left off from the last post that night was supposed to be my last in Germany and I would head off for a few days in Florence the next morning. I was accompanied by Willi to the train station the next morning for my 8:19 train to Stuttgart. As we said goodbye a train pulled in and Willi said thats the one so I hopped on. Unfortunatly that was not the one. It was going the wrong direction. So there I was sitting on the train completely clueless that I was on the wrong train. Fortunatly Willi had realized the mistake and that I had got on the 8:16, not the 8:19. He proceeded to call every stop along the way and had everybody on the look for me if I got off. I was still clueless and nobody spoke english so I just chilled on the train thinking all was well. The train then stopped at the end of the line and I thought something had gone wrong with the trian and was told by someone who spoke little english that this was true, they were wrong. The train was just waiting to go back towards stuttgart. So I just kept sitting there wondering when we would get to Stuttgart and what I was going to do when I got there. To bring the story to an end the train went back the same way it came and fortunatly Willi was waiting for me at his stop and so I got off and was able to spend another night with him, not bad at all. The next morning I tried again and was able to get on the right trian to Stuttgart and make my connection to Zurich, I was going to connect there to Milan and then to Florence and be able to see the alps! Of course a tree fell in the tracks and the train couldn't continue. So we were bused to another station where we took two other trains to arrive at a station that had a train going to Zurich. By the time I arrived in Zurich I had missed my train to Milan, and the one that left 3 hours after. So I had a choice to make. I could either go to Milan and wait till 5 in the morning to go to Florence or wait 7 hours in Zurich and take a night train direct to Florence. I chose the latter. So I had to kill 7 hours in Zurich which might have been fun except that it was freezing cold and raining, so I walked around a bit, got soaked and waited in the train station, got my train to Florence and made it there without any more trouble, but never got to see the alps, which was the entire point of making that leg of the trip by train. Oh well, I will have to see the alps some other time. And I eventually made it to Florence, but it was a long leg of travel!