We woke up early and I bought 4 chocolate croisants from the Autogrill place for breakfast. We arrived at the Fusina campsite in good time and found it flooded due to the spectacular thunderstorm and torrential downpour the previous evening. The entire campsite was under water. So we parked in the adjacent car park for 10 euros a day and got the “La Fusina” passenger ferry into Venice.
I like Venice, but so do tens of millions of other people and they all decide to visit when we are there. We went to St Marks’s Square and could just about see it under all the people and then went for a pizza. We have seen the sights on previous visits but just like walking around along the little lanes and across the bridges over the canals leading to the Grand Canal. Eventually we agreed that the sheer size of the crowds was too oppressive for comfort; large numbers of Americans with big heaving buttocks blocking the lanes and talking in ultra-loud voices. We stopped for delicious bowls of ice cream at the little Laguna cafe at the Zattere terminal where the boat leaves for Fusina. We stop there every year and enjoy the ice cream. Jennifer started talking to a very pleasant American lady with slender buttocks and a normal voice.
Arriving back at the car park we set off for Greece via Slovenia, Croatia, Serbia and Montenegro to see the monasteries on the tops of mountain peaks at Meteori. An uneventful drive took us to Ljubljana, the capital of Slovenia, where we stopped at a service station and I had a splendid meal of steak, mashed potato and mixed Slovenian veg. We slept in the car park at the next service station down the road
Typical Serbian landscape
Meal at a North Macedonian truckers caff