Day 2 - June 7th 2009
07.06.2009 - 07.06.2009 26 °C
Gondola. Should we or shouldn’t we? Upon arrival in Venice, the idea of taking a Gondola ride was cemented on our to-do list but to be honest, the idea faded after a while. Venice is so incredibly beautiful and the Gondola ride would not really have enhanced it much. If the facial expressions of the people that were in the gondolas was anything to go by then we made the right decision. They all looked bored and it was clearly a bit of a tourist trap. Instead we pottered around the back streets, popping in and out of shops and explored greater Venice using the waterbus system. We don’t regret our decision in the slightest but instead feel overjoyed that we decided to come here.
Chickity China, a Chinese Chicken. Last day in Venice and Italy for that matter. How could we? Chinese food in Venice on our last night in Italy? Vicki was disgusted with my decision but I really needed some Hot and Sour soup. She enjoyed it in the end but that didn’t mean she gave me any less of a hard time about it.
Sleeper train. Venice to Zagreb. Not what we expected after the comfort we had experienced in the first class cabins elsewhere. It was cool though. We had our own room and could safely store our luggage while we slept or should I say while Vicki slept. Too noisy for me, didn’t sleep a wink. The service was good but the train was rather clunky and it seemed to stop every 10 minutes. Not the most suitable sleeping conditions.
Smoking. Vic asked the guy on board if he was Hungarian. The train stopped in Zagreb on the way to Budapest so the majority of staff onboard were in fact Hungarian. “Will we stop anywhere long enough to have a cigarette?” Vic asked. “One moment.” He led her to the toilet and said, “This train is non-smoking but open the window…” with a cheeky grin. I think Nora would have liked this train.
Checkpoint. A knock at the door. “Passport control!” “Verr are you going? Vyy are you going there? He may as well have gone onto say “Voo said you could pass through Slovenia?” Not the friendliest bunch and certainly not entirely responsive to humour. “Sorry if vee have inconvenienced you and your countrymen, next time vee vill fly!”