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Before we even arrive in Venice, we've already had troubles figuring out the transportation system. We get to the train station in Rome and can't figure out how to pick up our tickets. The people there speak very little English and just point assuming we know what they are talking about. Anyways, we get our tickets and head towards the platforms. Our train is supposed to leave in about 20 minutes and nowhere on this board does it have any information about ours. About 15ish minutes before we're set to leave, it gives us our platform - and there goes a mass of people. We follow, get to our platform, and realize we don't know how to read our ticket. We assume because it says "class 2" we should get in the car numbered two. Nope, there are people in those seats. Then we see somewhere on our ticket it has the numbers 71-74. We then assume it means car 7 seats 1-4. We go there, we then realize that was a dumb assumption because that would mean there are only ten seats in each car? Finally, we ask and we're supposed to be in car 8. During this whole event, we are running back and forth through the train cars, with luggage. Basically, people loved us. Louise got stuck multiple times because her backpack couldn't fit. We finally arrive to OUR seats and there are people in them!! We ask to see their tickets and they to didn't know how to read the ticket. It was an older couple and they were both placed in different cars. Finally, we all get situated and we're on our way to Venice.
We get to Venice and now have to find our way to the hostel/campsite. They tell us to hop on a bus and it would take us to the entrance of our place. We're riding for a bit, so Kelsie decides she'll go ask the driver what stop it is. In the meantime, I decide that the stop we're at looks like potential bungalows, so me, Louise and Kelsey get off. Kelsie comes back from the driver, looks out the doors, realized we're on the sidewalk and she's on the bus, throws her hands and goes, "Guys, it's the next stop," the doors immediately shut and Louise yells, "we have your bag!" As soon as the bus drives off, we die laughing. A) We're at the wrong stop, B) We have all the information/Kelsie's bag, C) Kelsie is going to kill us. We look up and see these huge signs advertising our hostel/campsite for the next stop, only about 5 minute walk. We meet back up with Kelsie and crack up laughing. We're literally about to stay at a campground.
We check in, WITH A KEY! The nice guy behind the desk tells us we're the first large cabin, not the small one. We walk up to it and start screaming. First, we had a key to get in! Second, this place was huge! Inside there was a furnished kitchen, table and chairs, enough beds and mattresses, closets, and a really cute bathroom. It was perfect. We ended up loving Venice and didn't want to leave. The campsite was off the island, but it didn't take much to get in. We went to the island though and absolutely loved it. It was beautiful.
We ate lots of gelato, again. One night we ordered a maxi pizza, and one piece was the size of my head! However, the first night, we were all hungry, so we stopped at the first nice place. It was along the river with an awesome view. The meal was horrible though. It was extremely expensive and was the size of a kids meal. We probably finished in 5 minutes and were still starving. Whilst sitting there though, Kelsie's water bottle got s*** on by a bird. :)
The second morning we were there, we slept in and made breakfast. We went to the grocery store and made bacon, eggs and had bread - our favorite. We enjoyed the nights in playing cards and stuffing our faces with junk food. Our greatest accomplishment was teaching Louise how to properly take a shower. She was the first to go and this was the result:
Louise: be careful guys, the water shoots out really fast and hard and gets all over the floor.
(we go look in the bathroom - it's flooded.)
Kelsey (takes a shower next): the water does shoot out, but I didn't get any water on the floor.
We're all a bit puzzled. This is when Kelsey asks, "Louise, did you have the curtain on the inside of the lip?"
Louise, "uhhh, no.?"
haha. And, this is when we learn how to take a shower. From then on out, we referred to the bathroom as swampland, and on the last day, we used the leftover toilet paper to mop up the water/mud pit. :)
Needless to say, Venice was very simple, short and awesome! :)
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