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Globerider Tuscany and Veneto, Italy

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Venice, Italy

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Day 7 (by Francy)

Logan is up early. “We’re going to Venice!” My excitement is rather limited at 7am and no sun to see through the thick fog. “Sure, we want to go to Venice today?” I ask. It’s the Easter Weekend and I don’t know if that’s the best time to enjoy a small romantic city with lanes and tiny bridges that cross small canals.” Logan is convinced though that we should go today as the weather looks quite good. Quickly we are having brekky and make our way back to the Tronchetto car park in Venice.

For 1Euro we catch “the people mover”, a monorail train, to the city. There is also the option of catching the Vaporetti, the boat that goes up and down the 3.5km long Canale Grande, transporting all the tourists, each ride costing 6,50 Euros. At the Piazzale Roma we buy Vaporetti tickets for 16 Euros each, which give us unlimited access to the Vaporetti boats. Having only caught the overcrowded boat twice, we later found out that it would have been cheaper to pay per ride.

Venice is built on 117 small islands and has some 150 canals and 410 bridges. Only three bridges cross the Grand Canal: the Ponte di Rialto, the Ponte dell’Accademia and the Ponte dei Scalzi.
A city for meanderers, Venice rewards every minute devoted to penetrating its cat’s cradle of intertwined lanes. Barely a building here isn’t a unique monument of some sort.

To describe Venice is impossible. Many have tried from Goethe to Brodsky, but it has to be seen felt and wandered through to be believed. No theme-park creator could ever have come up with this result of 1400 years of extraordinary history. The many intertwined lanes, small romantic bridges and beautiful inventive architecture combined with the smell and sight of aging and neglected buildings give Venice that special charm. If only the local council could make sure that less rubbish is lying around, especially at the outskirts of Venice. We saw a shocking amount of rubbish scattered around and floating in the water.

From Piazzale Roma, we walk over the bridge ponte della Costituzione past the Santa Lucia train station and then over the Ponte de Scalzi. After that, I can honestly say we got totally lost in the labyrinth of Venice. At some point we get to the very famous fish markets of Rialto. Everywhere people are eating pizza, ice cream and sea fruit and I have to remind Logan a few times that we packed lunch so we wouldn’t spend a fortune in Venice. At Rialto we sit down near the Canale Grande, amongst dozens of other people, and have our lunch. We keep watching the over-crowded Vaporetti and aren’t looking forward to taking it. We then cross the ponte di Rialto, fighting our way through the tourist crowds and stop at the Vaporetti jetty. Jammed into the boat, we ride down the beautiful Canale Grande to the famous Piazza San Marco and Basilica di San Marco. It is unnecessary to say that Venice consists of old and pretty buildings but the moment I walk around the corner and catch a glimpse of the Basilica di San Marco, I abruptly stop and all that comes out of me is a “wow”. Then I turn to Logan and he has that same look in his face. The Basilica embodies a magnificent blend of architectural and decorative styles, dominated by Byzantine ideas and ranging through Romanesque to Renaissance. Unfortunately we discover a huge line up to enter the Basilica and decide to just gaze at it from the outside. The Piazza San Marco plays host to competing flocks of pigeons and tourists. Actually we see photographers offering to give birdseeds to tourists, to then take photos of them with pigeons on their hands in front of the Basilica. I leave it up to the reader and anthropoligists/psychologists to make sense of such human behaviour but I’m sure the bird’s interest is in the food, not to present peace, while the photographer just wants money.
Standing at the Piazza I feel a few raindrops on my skin, when all of a sudden people start packing up and running towards the Canale Grande. I’m feeling slightly exhausted and annoyed at all these people bumping into me. Logan and I slowly make our way back to the ferry and don’t leave it until we get to the Tronchetto car park jetty. A few more steps and we are back at our comfortable Campervan.

By accident we get on to the highway, half panicking that we have to pay toll fees now but when taking the next exit and enter the toll ticket, we get free pass. Then we get lost quite a bit and simply can’t seem to cross this canal with our big Campervan as the only bridge we found was only for cars. I somehow manage to direct us out of there anyway and we get back onto the main road south along the Adriatic Sea.
I chose another camping site out of the Board Atlas. This one being for free when you dine in the restaurant but it’s said to have WC, shower and electricity.
Arriving in Marozzo we can’t seem to find the restaurant at all and I actually have to buy internet credit for my phone to read their description on the website. It doesn’t help any more. What helps though is a photo in which there is a big tower with a big green building and all of a sudden I can see the tower to our right. We made it! In the restaurant we get a free Italian lesson, as the waitress doesn’t speak one word of English. Qickly we learn: Aqua, vino, blanco, rousso, and gracie. We order Gnocchi al Formaggio and Tagliatelle al Funghi, real tasty Italian food which we devour in mere minutes.

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The Veneto, Italy









Day 6 (by Francy)

Oh hey, while people still work on the bathrooms we are at least allowed to use the toilets and showers today. What first stands out to me again, is the loosy goosy way labourers work in Italy. Cement is splashed all over the shower walls and it just doesn’t look done properly. The toilets are also built too closely to the door that you can only sit down with your body straight up and the flush is the coming out like a fountain! The water is splashing all over the toilet bowl and onto the floor. I find that somewhat disgusting and amusing at the same time. Welcome to Italy, or should I say Mediterranean countries, as similar things have happened to me before in France and Spain as well.

We empty our grey water again, fill up clean water and this time also empty the toilet box. “Eww!” You would think. That’s what we expected too but it’s not actually smelly or disgusting at all. All that comes out is blue “water” and you wouldn’t even see it, if I wasn’t so curious to bend down and look in the waste shute. It’s all blue from a chemical we put into the toilet that breaks down whatever goes into it; even toilet paper. While I get rid of all the rubbish Logan walks to reception to pay.

“14 Euros please!” “Excuse meee???” Yesterday he said 10 Euros! Now why is it 14? The guy at reception says: “I made a mistake yesterday, it’s not 10, it’s 14.” When Logan tells me that I’m furious. I guess it doesn’t help much to be angry now and I remind myself of the fact that we got away with washing a few clothes in the washing machine without paying.

We drive on towards Venice but don’t want to go there just yet. The weather isn’t quite perfect and we rather want a full day in Venice, so we just drive around to see if we can find a free parking spot for the night and have a look how we get into Venice.

After having lunch next to a small river, we drive on to Venice. A long bridge leads over to the islands. We find a car park on the island of Tronchetto: 21 Euros for 12 hours and an extra 16 Euros on top every 12 hours. We decide to drive back to that same spot at the river and come back in the morning to then have a max. of 12 hours in Venice.

The drive back was another interesting one with one Italian man suddenly swerving onto our lane, racing towards us and turning into his driveway only seconds before he would have hit us. Another person overtakes us where there is a double line indicating, “overtaking not allowed”. Road rules are just a suggestion in Italy!

The landscape has changed a lot since Slovenia. There are fields as far as the eye can see and big brick houses in the middle of them with a few bushes around. Long driveways lead to those houses that often look abandoned and in ruins.

We try and approach a few of these deserted houses however discovered that they were not abandoned but still in ruins with roofs, windows or walls missing.

We are trying the fishing thing again; and again without success. It must be the wrong bait, as so far we are only using little colourful rubber bait and they probably don’t help much in murky water. Once it gets dark we start to get a little worried that police might see us and give us a nice big fine. It’s Easter weekend so it’s more likely they check for illegal campers. We hear a group of people walking out of a nearby church, going in a circle and chanting before heading back in. We’re looking forward to see Venice tomorrow…


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First day in Italy

Day 5 (by Francy)

With the crossing of the border to Italy the architecture changes. I can tell we are in Italy, also by people’s driving habits. Just as I warn Logan that Italian’s are rather loud and aggressive people, we are being overtaken in a very illegal and cheeky way. Shortly after a car drives into a roundabout and when he realised he couldn’t make it, he just stopped in our lane, with Logan having to swerve around him and another car left/behind us then having to swerve around us. I guess my heart just skipped a beat! Not to mention cars beeping horns at us because we are too slow for them or the dangerous overtaking actions of those crazy Italians. How many times did I think they would hit the coming car.

We are driving along the coastline through Trieste, a city with a pretty centre and a big ugly industrial area and port. In the Board Atlas I chose a campsite in Jesolo, near Venice. It is supposed to be cheap, has electricity, toilets, showers and even wi-fi! Sounds great! I must have forgotten we are in Italy! Upon arrival I want to use the toilets and the receptionist tells me they are still being built. Awesome. We kind of wanted to avoid having to use our board toilet and now we just paid for a campsite without toilets. It is very hard in Italy to find public toilets. There seem to be no shopping centres like we know them from Germany and Australia. Petrol stations have no toilets and if they do, they are those dirty squatting down ones. I’m looking forward to the wi-fi connection, as I really would like to upload some photos. I don’t know what I was expecting but the wi-fi isn’t working either. It sometimes connects and I can just open an Internet page but then disconnects straight away. Arrrgh!

At least electricity works but wait.. we haven’t got the right adapter. Italy has got it’s own connections, so Logan has to go and buy another adapter for 18Euros.
We grab our pushbikes and ride through town to get a few supplies from a small supermarket. Most shops are already closed, I assume it’s because tomorrow is Easter Friday. With bread and milk in the bag, we ride back on the beach promenade. The sand is a browny colour and we both don’t think it’s overly pretty. Maybe we are simply spoilt from the beaches at home in Australia.


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