It was another long, uneventful, long series of trains to get to Venice. A great time to journal and read, but for some reason I get nauseous when I try to read and write while in a moving vehicle. Our first mission was to get to where the ferry departed Venice for Greece so we could make reservations for our departure to Patras. It took forever to walk to the port. With all of the run-around directions we received it was not easy and by the time we arrived to the reservation office, they were closed. A man told us to just show up the day we wanted to leave and we would have no problems getting on a ferry to Patras. Go figure. After a cranky walk back to the bus station, we jumped on a bus off the island to our campground hostel. We unloaded our things into our little cabin and hit decided to get a nice meal before heading back to the island. Brandon was real tired so he stayed behind to get some sleep while the rest of us went out.
The dinner was amazing. Fresh, delicious pasta with house vino was just what we needed to get us going for a night tour of Venice. We wanted to do a Gondola ride but the cheapest we could find for the three of us was €80. We just jumped on a shuttle boat and saw the waterways of Venice that way. The shuttle boats were free with our bus passes so it was definitely the best way to do it. It wasn’t too long before we got tired and wanted to head back. We needed to catch the midnight bus anyhow or we would have been S.O.L.
The next day was a good day to lounge around for a while by the pool and read. I got all caught up on Stephen King’s “The Gunslinger”, The Dark Tower series. I am definitely going to get the second book and more if I can find them at some point during the trip. It wasn’t long before evening came and we figured we better get into the city so we could see more of the sights with Brandon. We hopped on the bus to the island and went for a walk over the flooded streets of Venice. There was temptation to get a gondola ride but we are on a budget and must save as many pennies as possible. It was great walking by the stands in = and trying on the goofy masks and checking out the cool artwork. There were pigeons everywhere! If the thought you had food on you they would fly right on you trying to get a treat.
I think my favorite parts of Venice was sitting on Lido di Venezia island watching the sun set, checking out the boy with frog statue, and just cruising around on the boats throughout Venice. We did try to go to a casino but we were denied because apparently t-shirts, flip-flops and torn shorts on not proper attire for such a ritzy place. We got some kebabs and went back to the campsite. I had a beer at the campsite bar but there were not many people there so I just went back to our cabin to crash.
We got all cleaned up and got our stuff packed up for our ferry ride we needed to catch to Greece. Yet another long trek with our packs. Not fun. We met a guy from the Algarve right before we boarded which was pretty cool considering we had been there for a while. He couldn’t believe it. Our cruise left port at 5 in the p.m. towards Greece on a 36 hour journey. Back at sea once again! We didn’t have such posh accommodations his time but we didn’t care. Ciao Venice, yassou Greece!
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