Gondela in the 30 seconds!
Trip Start
Oct 01, 2005
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Trip End
Nov 06, 2005
Now comes a flight story, for those of you who know Emma,she has always had a tad bit of trouble with customs when travelling. After touching down in wet Venice and standing around inconspicuously at the luggage carousel waiting for Sarah`s bag to come. Started to walk through customs check point and they had ear marked Adam for questioning (phew,Emma´s new custom expereince is going well) unitl she pipes up and says í´m with him!) Sarah walks on through casually flashing her EU passport and Adam and I get to stand in a corner and watch the rest of the plane disembark ( pitch black outside,pissing down with rain,still no clue how to get to accommodation) before being taken to a interrogation room.
2 male customs officers (no smiles) wearing uniforms that made them look like cheap strippers ask Adam and I a bundle of questions about our travel, went through all our shit in our bags and pockets and socks ( that we were wearing) before sending us on our way with little more than another memory to chuckle about for the future
Welcome to Italy....Found our hotel and an amazing Pizza place around the corner - by far the best food we have eaten. It was á weird atomosphere all men in a funny back room of a bar with a massive data projector screening bad 80´s ladies in funny swimsuits. None of this ambience took away from the yummie food we all inhaled.
The next dazy we hit Venice proper, and learnt about finding dead ends that lead to no where like Sarah had suggested. 600 Coffees later and 500 trips to the loo we can successfully say We got lost lots, but that´s part of the romance of this beautiful floating city. Did we mention the Gelati.... Yum,Yum,Yum. The night was topped off with our own cheaper version of a gondala ride(at 100 EU we decided to give it a miss) a ferry around the grand canal, sitting at the back of a boat admiring the lights, romance and pizazz that a water world like this brings.
2 male customs officers (no smiles) wearing uniforms that made them look like cheap strippers ask Adam and I a bundle of questions about our travel, went through all our shit in our bags and pockets and socks ( that we were wearing) before sending us on our way with little more than another memory to chuckle about for the future
Canal in Venice, ah the serenity
.Welcome to Italy....Found our hotel and an amazing Pizza place around the corner - by far the best food we have eaten. It was á weird atomosphere all men in a funny back room of a bar with a massive data projector screening bad 80´s ladies in funny swimsuits. None of this ambience took away from the yummie food we all inhaled.
The next dazy we hit Venice proper, and learnt about finding dead ends that lead to no where like Sarah had suggested. 600 Coffees later and 500 trips to the loo we can successfully say We got lost lots, but that´s part of the romance of this beautiful floating city. Did we mention the Gelati.... Yum,Yum,Yum. The night was topped off with our own cheaper version of a gondala ride(at 100 EU we decided to give it a miss) a ferry around the grand canal, sitting at the back of a boat admiring the lights, romance and pizazz that a water world like this brings.


