There was no mistake in the headline of the last post and it won’t be obvious if you take a look at the permalink. Venezia was the last stop of our interrail tour this summer. The train to Venezia was the first one we had to reserve seats for, it was also the first time we had to share our compartment with other travellers. I don’t want to be mean but they smelled really bad and snored and therefore this train ride got in line with our other night train/sleep deprivation experiences on the trip.
We arrived around 7am and had to wait another hour until the tourist info opened its gates and was kind enough to explain how we could get to our camping site in Marghera (Bus 6 – a 20-minute ride). Until then we were looking for a plain, ordinary bakery that doesn’t sell pastry or cakes. Difficult task in Venice. Well, we found one about 15min away from the train station St. Lucia and (grumpily) had breakfast on some bench on some square. After we had got the directions to the camping site from the tourist info, we went to Marghera and finally arrived at Camping Jolly Plus (some locals told us the way). Decent place with good prices, clean rooms, pool and some other entertainment stuff (which we didn’t use) but 10 minutes to walk to the bus station to Venice. Our room was in some kind of container with 3 beds+bathroom and smelled intensely like rape oil. We never figured out why… Funny thing: the AC produced ice cubes and spread them on my bed. Rape oil with ice – shaken not stirred.
We slept for a couple of hours and went to Venice again in the afternoon… Our “dinner” took place on a bench in front of a Billa supermarket with a view of the island Giudecca and afterwards we walked through the city randomly. I can’t remember all the places but we saw churches, bridges, squares, gondolas, ice cream shops, squares in front of churches, alleys, gondolas near ice cream shops near squares with fountains. And tourists and mask shops. Art exhibition. And bridges. We finally arrived at our destination: The square with the fountain in front of the church near the bridge near the gondolas near the ice cream and masks shop just around the corner of the alley that smelled like urine. Just follow the tourists!
Despite the fact that we had a map and a geography student among us, we got lost. We must have missed the bridge near the square with the fountain in front of the church near the gondolas near the ice cream and masks shop just around the corner of the alley that smelled like urine. At least I thought so. Well, it got warmer and warmer, darker and darker in the alleyways and we still didn’t have a clue of our whereabouts… We somehow managed to find the Rialto Bridge again (it was near the mask shop) and caught the last bus to Marghera just in time…
I don’t want to be repetitive but Venice was. The bridge near the square with the fountain in front of the church near the gondolas near the ice cream and masks shop just around the corner of the alley that smelled like urine all over again. Ok, I have to admit that the narrow alleys and canals were amazing but somehow they didn’t appear as special after the 1000th bridge near the… just kidding. Of course we paid a visit to St. Marcus Square, fed the pidgins and posed in other tourist’s group photos. We had planned to stay one more night and then go to Firenze as a last stop but it wouldn’t have been our interrail tour if we hadn’t changed our route. We threw in the towel and decided to take the train to Passau the next day. Well to be precise: Tüftl and I went home, Johannes stayed the entire day to go to the Lido and eventually took the night train home. Between Verona and Innsbruck, a friendly ticket collector informed us very thoroughly that we had to reserve seats (even if we were sure that the “staff at the station” “informed” us that we didn’t have to *cough*):
“Ah, interrail global pass! Reservatione! Una et una or Alles?” Of course we didn’t want to reserve all the seats but cooperatively paid the 15€… “Reglimento interrail global pass: reservatione EuroNight, EuroExpress, EuroStar…” We paid and smiled… “Reglimento interrail global pass: Reservatione EuroExpress, EuroNight, EuroStar!” I realise that the way we remember his speech isn’t even Italian or any other coherent language but somehow it sounds like the above in our heads… He did say the German “Alles” though…
We allowed the last day of our 10days in 22days flexi-pass to lapse and killed time by playing backgammon on the train ride home… Both of us were overwhelmed by the excitement that we were actually going home (although the tour was great) and couldn’t wait until we arrived in Passau!
<solemn concluding remark>The series of descriptions of my interrail tour is over now. Let’s see what the future holds for this blog. </solemn concluding remark>
Here are the photos of Venezia (August 26, 2009 – August 28, 2009).