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On the bus again, getting tired of the bus, but its has worked out to be the best form of transport for us. No need to look up train timetables or pay of expensive flights. Its also safe and majority comfortable. I have worked out the most comfortable way for me and my long legs to fit onto two seats. Still not ideal. Made it to Venice to findit was raining once again. Hopefully it will clear up tomorrow so we can see the sinking city. The city was built on a network of wood pile-ons through which old watery canals creep up the mossy steps of abondoned homes.
23rd Caught the bus into the end of the city, due to te fact that transport vehciles cannot go any further. Im guessing because of the size of the city and its esculating sinking problem. Their main method of trabsport around the city is by water, i was told there are not only the iconic gondalars, but also water taxis, and emergence services. We walked around the city which was packed with tourists, i guess the tiny alleyways simply wernt designed form tourists,it was a pritty city yet too touristy and cleasha. All of the shops consisted of the famous venician glass or masks gift stores. Everwhere we looked it was the same thing over and over again. The water canals were pritty but i felt thats all the city really offered. Maybe i was expeciting more, maybe i had a image from the movies which I though Venice would look like. We walked aroung te city for about 5hrs, brought myslef a glass necklace charm and then ventured back to the camp site to get ready for the toga party. Now we all know how dangerous toga parties are and this one was no different. After a few drinking games i was convinced to get into my toga and join the crew in the bar. I spent the first half of the night telling everyone it was going to be my birthday soon and once it hit 12 celebrations continued. A friend decided it would be a great present to buy me 5 shots of various liquers. Baylies, vodka, madorli, burbon and contriouo. The rest of the night seems to be a blur. But from the stories the next day i was wild. But i guess it was my birthday. After getting my birthday smooched and refusing to put my togo back on Elyse thought it was time from me to go to bed and she was right. I retured to my decorated, full of balloons and a huge happy birthday sign thanks to Elyse and didnt wake until the next morning.
24th Happy Birthday to me, ah not so loud. Now talk about being hung over, my lordy lord. I cannot remember the last time i was this ill. I spent most of the day in bed, but I did managed to drag myself to the phone box to call home. Spoke to Dad, Renee and Will. Once again it was so good to speak to them, made me miss home! I surfaced around dinner time and a group of us had dinner together and sung happy birthday to me. I resigned to my room to pack and get some more sleep, ah what a day.
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