We didn't make it. We stayed in Venice; we're still here right now. We're stuck forever; that's us in the photo featured. Cazza's finishing off her glass, and I'm pondering over what cheese selection would go best with the next bottle.
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Stuck in Venice – A Tale of Wine, Cheese, Eyeliner and Loose Change. Part II.
Sleep deprived. Ecstatic from sugar highs and the promise of what was to be a very very super-dooper fun day out. Deranged because of all the catching up (breath and story-telling) and also deranged anyway because that was kind of how we rolled. You'll see what I mean as I go on to share the rest of my tale...
“I Wish Your Dad Was a Fisherman”
This is what my dad affectionately tells Mum quite often (much to her annoyance) and probably has done since they met. "If your dad was a fisherman we would be spending two weeks in a fishermen's village with the white beaches and the sunshine, and not with the mosquitoes." When it comes to organising our trips…
Sammy Wandering Abroad 