Venice didn’t really click with me to be honest. The people there are really friendly but it all kind of melded into one. A typical conversation went like this;
Kim: Do you recognise where we are?
Me: No.
Kim: But we’ve been down this street six times in the last two days!
Me: Did you just call me Piggly Wiggly?
I didn’t suffer tech withdrawal quite as much as I thought I would. The evening we returned there was a series of programmes about Venice on tv. Life’s like that sometimes.
Know what you mean. I managed to rip my trousers up the a*rse getting off a water taxi. 2 hours later & that was the sightseeing done with 4 days still to go. Should of listened to my trousers and stayed on the boat. I loved those trousers too. They gave me a bum.