Day 66: In which we have now spent a week at Camping Fusina

Date: Monday 2^nd June
Staying: Camping Fusina – Venice, Italy
Distance Travelled: 0 Miles
Song of the day: The Bartender – T-Pain

Despite our late night, we didn’t stay in bed for long. Since we were here last, it has gotten so hot that our little van heats up to somewhere in the 30’s during the night. Consequently when Cam woke up at 7.30am he immediately wanted a cold shower, and the van is small enough that one person getting up always wakes the other. Along with the heat has come the mosquitoes, and we both have a liberal covering of little red bites (Cam has come off worst, I’m afraid).

We went off for breakfast and quickly found ourselves joined by refugees from the night before. Our new friend Marty is leaving the campsite for two months to drive tour buses around Europe, and breakfast quickly escalated to Champagne breakfast. Mustering our resources, we dragged ourselves away for a few hours to sort ourselves out (paying credit card bills, the final payment for our Africa trip, and calling the travel agent to get flights changed). Even though you’re on holiday, all the little details of life continue on just the same, and you have to spend a few hours every week sorting things out “back home”. For those of you who are curious, the African leg of our trip is still on, though we’ll hopefully be flying into Livingstone Airport in Zambia, rather than Victoria Falls in Zimbabwe. The two airports are only a few kilometres away from each other, but right now it makes a big difference!

After I had a kindy nap in the afternoon, Cam and I resumed propping up the bar (which now has Laurie and Cam sized dents in it where we’ve been standing). At six we joined some of the other great people we’ve meet here for Marty’s farewell dinner. Last night was a much quieter night (in part no doubt to Marty’s departure at 7pm), however a Kumuka bus arrived and we were quickly spotted by the Kiwi’s (it was Cam’s NZ football t-shirt again) who came over to say hello. After a few drinks (it’s those Jager-Bombs I swear, no wonder we don’t sleep!) and some dancing in the Fusina bar (yes, Cam too, though I’m sure he will strenuously deny it), we had a relatively early 1am finish. Before retiring, we took a stroll around the campsite in the cool, and took a good look over at Venice which looked beautiful with its lights twinkling in the water.