Thursday and Friday; Venice

If I was to recount the last 24 hours to you there would be problem after problem after problem... But as we were talking and laughing about the days journey around our pizza, we realized that we remember all the difficulties we have and the good stories to go with them better than if everything went according to plan.

Before I begin don't think I'm focusing on all the negatives of the trip, they are just the exciting part.

All of our flights worked out pretty well except for mum, dad, and Erin having to sit for two hours on the tarmack, and Alandra and I sleeping at the airport. The problems started arising when they were waiting for the motor home. Mum and dad thought they had been scammed and ripped off while Jan was calling the only contact number he had, me. In the busy loud bus we are trying to figure out how to get a hold of dad in a foreign country to tell him they were on their way. We were minutes away from having the airport call their names out, when dad had decided to get some wifi to make some other arrangements. As soon as he turned on his phone he got every email we had tried to send him.

The next morning, while mum dad and Erin were sleeping off some jet lag, alandra and I were trying to get to the campsite. We had accidently gotten off at the wrong bus stop, and were walking past a gas station when a old man calls out to us, "ciao!".

"Um.. Ciao! Parlate (French mumbling) inglese?"

"Yes!"

Great, after figuring we were a kilometre and a half away from our destination, we started walking until the guy called us back to tell us he was heading in that direction. Yes, we got a ride from a complete stranger in a foreign country, but you gotta do what ya gotta do. He was so nice and talkative, and even gave us a map when he found out this was our first time here. 

He dropped us off at the entrance and wished us a buona vacanze. We headed in to search for the the rest of the gang. Seeing first some familiar looking feet and then the familiar hair of Erin, I started running towards her yelling HEY!!!! Before comprehending that it was me, she started screaming loud enough that everyone stopped what they were doing to watch us impact in a hug. Upon hearing the cry from Erin, mum and dad came running out to see what was happening and were surprised to see me there so early.