The trip got kicked off quickly … Hayley arrived at 5pm on a Thursday evening. I hustled to the train station in order to catch the Navette to the airport. This is a cheap way to get from St. Charles to MP airport. I left plenty of time, yet of course…it didn’t work out. I got to St. Charles to see hundreds of people sitting outside. As I listened to the announcement over the intercom, they weren’t letting anyone into the station, nor to the Navettes because of a b.o.m.b. t.h.r.e.a.t. Seriously folks, seriously? What is going on. why can’t I have successful travel plans?!? So, I had to take a taxi to the airport = 45 euros. I am a sad penguin because of that. I HATE taking taxis. There is no reason for that poo. But I didn’t want Hayley to be waiting at the airport for me, not knowing what was going on. She didn’t have a cell phone. Cutting this long story short…we went straight to our dinner reservation, which was AWESOME by the way, at Casa No Name, in Marseille.
After we went home, repacked our bags and went to sleep. We hustled the next morning to the airport, sleeping on the navette on the way and made it with plenty of time to our flight at the Marseille airport. On arrival in Venice we realized that we didn’t know ANY Italian! I downloaded some phrases but the problem was I didn’t know how to pronounce them. Haha. We got to the ticket counter to buy a Hellovenizia card, for under 29s which gives access to the boats around venice as well as some discounts in museums and whatnot. It was a GREAT deal. We added on the bus transport from the airport to the island. I LOVED Venice. I wasn’t sure I would but it was amazing. Not only the architecture but the people too. Everyone was so nice and patient and everyone was willing to speak English. I suppose it was the touristy part to the town.
we arrived in Venice before lunch time. we got off the bus only to realize that we weren’t 100% sure where we were going. We needed to meet a lady at her office in Venice because we were staying in an airbnb, B&B and she was at work. We got off the boat where she told us to in her emailed directions and immediately got lost. How are we to find a green door at the end of a street without knowing the street name?!? After about 15 mins of walking, we turned around and started again. The problem with Venice is that it is in a circle and it is really easy to get lost, but luckily, it is easy to get un-lost as well. We tried again and somehow stumbled upon the correct location…we got the keys, got more directions to her place and set off. The weather was great and we really just wanted to sit our stuff down and get some awesome lunch (aka PASTA!). Unfortunately her directions to her house were just as bad and we couldn’t find it easily. Instead of getting super duper annoyed we decided to sit down at this restaurant, eat some pasta!, drink some wine and use their WiFi in order to find our way! Worked wonders, let me tell you, we were well fed and realized we were just around the corner from where we were supposed to be. Needless to say, we didn’t follow her directions anymore and now call any bad set of directions, Nancy Directions. 😉
After a quick rest in our B&B we set out on a walk around the island, we went to the Piazza St. Marco, rode one of the longer boats (Buses?) around the island and had a cappuccino and tea to settle. After dark we went in search of a restaurant, still ready for all the pasta Italy could offer. We found a nice place that I can’t remember the name of an I enjoyed pasta with mussels, one that Hayley could not share since she is allergic to mollusks, so sad. We decided it would be smart for us to try and get some sleep that night, after slowly finding our way back to the B&B so that we could take advantage of Friday and of course, Friday night!
We got a fairly early start since the B&B offered breakfast at 830am. It was a delicious breakfast at that and we were able to take our time and enjoy. Then we got ourselves ready and went out into the town. It was a pretty day but chilly with the wind. We did so much on this day: pizza lunch!, back to st. marco for pictures and a spritz, shopping!, gondola ride, short nap at the B&B, more food! Then we went out. We had asked our gondolier where we should go out. He said there weren’t clubs but some bars had music, near Rialto. So we got prettied up and after dinner went in search of one of these bars. We were in luck, we followed our ears to the music, bought some drinks and spent a few hours at this bar. Who knows where it was specifically or the name, but who cares. We had a great time. We met people from Spain, France, USA and of course, Italy. What was amazing to me was how we were all able to communicate even when we didn’t speak the same language. Sometimes I could say some French words and it would be close enough to the Italian that there was understanding, or they would guess at an English word and it happened to be the same. It was a great night! Definitely drank a bit more than I intended which led to me thinking it was a good idea to take my heals off and walk barefoot around Venice…not because my feet hurt, but because Venice is so quite at night my heals were loud. This did not end well, as you can guess. My feet were messed up for a few days and I know, it wasn’t exactly sanitary. Oh well, I survived!
The next morning it was nearly impossible to wake up! But we did it and had another amazing breakfast. I realized that I didn’t bring our train tickets to Milan. I thought that it would be better to at least show up on time and worry about asking them to reprint our tickets once there, so we looked online to see train times. It said there was a train at 10:20a. So we went along thinking that this was our train…a few minutes later I finally found the email with our tickets. I didn’t think to look at the time. We left our B&B at 915a and while on the boat/bus I looked at our tickets. Sadly realizing that OUR train was actually at 9:50a. We hustled as fast as we could, only to see our train pulling away. We arrived 2 minutes too late. Oh well 😦 we went to the ticket office and bought new tickets, putting us back another 36 euros. Not bad really. And the next train was in an hour…
Despite the rushing and exhaustion we felt as we boarded our train to Milan, I felt that we had a successful trip in Venice. Mostly eating and shopping and taking wonderful pictures. Just being with this girl for a few days in a lovely city was awesome! Again, great city that I wouldn’t mind visiting again in the future!
Next up: Milan, Italy