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Published: June 22nd 2018
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Before leaving Sistiana I shopped at the camp shop while Simon went to fill up with fuel. I looked at the price of bread 4 euros and was quite shocked. Fortunately I asked for it and then it was weighed and priced, so I was buying bread by the weight! Something new everyday. We set off in the direction of Venice on the coastal road. We planned to stay in Lido di Jesolo so we would be near a beach but near enough to Venice for a day trip. Sat nav wanted us to go on the motorway but we avoided that. On the way we went through several villages and then turned off to minor roads through rural countryside which was unexpected near Venice. We crossed several canals and drove along irrigation channels. Some of the roads were long, straight and tree lined with water at the side so I had to drive straight to keep out of the ditch. As we neared Lido di Jesolo sat nav lost signal and we were just lost as our map isn't detailed enough to show the small roads. So we kept driving until she recovered herself. We got to the site only
to find that between 1pm and 3pm is quiet time on the site and no traffic is allowed to move. Fortunately we were shown a car park and had our lunch there. It got really hot, over 30C, and we were just longing for a swim.
Eventually we were allowed in and set up. There were various rules we had to obey, one was to wear a bracelet to show we were entitled to the facilities. Another was that if we went on the beach we had to keep away from the beach sunloungers so as not to upset the vendors. We set off for the beach along a pine walk exclusively for the guests of Parc Carparo. We had to show our wristband. A man inspected it. What a job? He just hung around the gateway all day. On the other side we crossed the road onto the beach only to find a mass of sunbeds. Trying to keep out of their way we left our towels under the lifeguards station. The other thing was it was a sandy beach, first of the holiday, we should have known from our sandy pitch and the sandy walk. No wet
shoes required. The sea was unbelievably warm, not really refreshing enough, but mustn't grumble. On the way back we found our bus stop for the next day's trip. Back at the site keep fit was in progress by the pool. Another delight was the Happy Hour train which toured the site with children on board and music blaring. Not really our scene but was obviously being enjoyed by others.As we went off to sleep frogs started croaking in the ditch the other side of the site hedge.
The next morning we walked through our exclusive walk to find the sand had been dampened down and raked over. What service! It was so hot at only 9am that Simon walked over the road to wait for the bus in the shade. I decided to join him and while we were looking at a sign board we managed to miss the bus! Fortunately we caught the next one to town bus station. There we changed to another bus which took us to Punta Sabbioni. where we managed to miss a boat but this time along with others as it was not very clear that we were in the wrong queue. It
was half an hour on the boat into Venice. We have been before but it is still amazing to see. A whole city in the sea. We stepped off the boat and joined the crowds. We managed to turn off the main street on the water down a narrow passageway and wandered through the alleyways and over small bridges watching gondoliers and boats going up and down the waterways. We had coffee in a small square and then made for the Rialto bridge over the Grand Canal. It was heaving with people. We looked over to see the canal then went down onto the quay to actually look at the bridge which we see in pictures of Venice all the time. Next we went to St Marks Square and saw the Basilica, the Doge's Palace and the Campanella. We went into St Mark's Basilica. We weren't meant to take pictures but marvelled at the gold mosaics on the ceilings inside. Outside there is so much detail. there are mosaics on the outside over each archway. There are many different coloured marble pillars and lots of statues and intricate stonework.
Next we got some lunch and found a shady spot
to eat. Then we just wandered where we fancied enjoying the atmosphere. We had an Italian icecream and sat in the shade watching the crowds go by. To get our boat back we caught a water bus and had a ride down the Grand Canal to St Mark's Square, marvelling at all the lovely buildings right on the edge of the canal.The boat made a stop on the way and we thought we must have managed to get on the wrong boat but eventually we got back. A bus for Lido di Jesolo was waiting on the quay. Everytime we stopped to pick people up the driver got out and fiddled with something at the back of the bus in consultation with another bus driver who was just behind us. It turned out the air conditioning had packed up. Boy did we know it we were all stifling and gasping for air. At one stop three men got on . They were transport police and one had a gun. I hadn't stamped my ticket on the way in and Simon had been telling me a sign said there were severe penalties for not doing so. So I was a bit
apprehensive as one asked to see my ticket. Then a second one came and looked at it. I thought I was in for it but all went off OK. What a relief! One lady was told she should only use her pass at certain times and another didn't have the right ticket but nothing seemed to be done about it. As we drove on people were not allowed on the bus and we drove at top speed to the bus station with the transport police in charge. As we got off the bus was taken out of service so glad we managed to make it back in one piece. We then caught another bus to get back.
As we walked back through our special path the man was still looking at wristbands at seven in the evening. It then started clouding up and it felt as if the weather was on the change. We had a quick shower and went for a meal at the site restaurant. The food was surprisingly good. Another match was being played and we were pleased to see Croatia beat Argentina three nil. Our vegetable seller would be delighted as he had told us
view of the Rialto Bridge
you can't see the steps for people that would be a crucial match for Croatia. As we went to bed we noticed there was no sound from the frogs. During the night we had three thunderstorms and heavy rain.
In the morning it was still raining and everything had been spattered with sand. So we rinsed everything off as best we could and left on a cloudy day with the temperature dropping. As we left we spotted a red squirrel climbing one of the trees on the site.We then headed for Slovenia. This time we did most of the journey on the motorway to be quicker but not sure it was. We queued to get on the motorway. Then it was so windy we had to be cautious how fast we went as the caravan was getting blown sideways. We came across quite a lot of roadworks and crawled along for sometime. Eventually we got close to the border and found a station selling the vignette we needed for the Slovenian motorways. We had lunch and soon crossed the border but there was no border control here although there had been on the minor road we used to cross to Italy. We came across lots more
roadworks and then were severally held up because of a broken down coach. It was nearly 5pm by the time we reached a site in Ljubljana. There was a queue to get in, not surprising as it was the only site I could find in the area. there was space for us all. We can't believe the change in temperature. I'm refusing to put trousers on but it is a bit chilly especially on bare arms. Simon has given in to a fleece and we are back to using a duvet tonight. Hope this is only temporary. Feels like April at home.
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