Day 9,Saturday, August 18
Today we started off saying so long to Mauro our host in Greve, and proceeded on the adventure of a 3 1/2 hour drive to Venice. Tim Card still had enough data left on us to allow for the GPS to guide us through our Google Maps, which were not always perfect, but got us through (Jeff...which way to do I? Jean...Well, I don’t know what this is trying to tell me...you tell me what this thing is saying...)
After a stop half-way to make take bathroom break (at a rest stop that must have had 300 people at least, with 2 or 3 busses of tourists all speaking several different languages...cough, cough, Asian, cough, cough..) we make it to our Venice destination where we are supposed to turn in our rental car at Hertz...
First we are trying to find out where to go, luckily, EVERYONE speaks English (tourist central...) so we were soon directed, but couldn’t figure out how to get there...Jeff stays with the car, and I run to the Hertz counter, “Oh, yes, please turn the car into the garage (pronounced “gay-raggge” love those accents), which required us to make an illegal u-turn to get to the “Ga-ragge.” Sigh says that that car rentals are on the top “10” floor, which we proceeded to drive to. Get to the top, and there is no one to check us in... No mind you, it’s hot, and we have ALL of our luggage in the car...so, off I go to find out what to do, and where is that “Lift” to take me down to the bottom floor to check with the Hertz guy.
I am soon informed that all we have to do is return the car keys and the parking structure ticket, and we are good to go. No one to check us in or to check out the car to see if we filled up the gas, (we did) or whether there were any scratches...Oh, did I mention that we had a run in with a tree a few days ago? That was fun...but oh, no, Hertz wouldn’t really know so we though, okay, good to go.
Schlepped all of our luggage and backpacks and water, etc. down the elevator - Lift, turn in the keys “oh yes, we filed up the gas” “Oh, yes, everything is fine” and off we went to find our way to the cruise ship.
We take the “people mover” which takes us to the Marina to the cruise ship. Did I mention that it’s hot? Yeah, probably about 93-95ish. No breeze, ugh, luggage, backpacks (oh, wait I said that already), we get off the people mover and follow the signs to the Seabourn Cruise ship. Not being a good judge of distance in feet, I would say we walked at least a half a mile to get the the cruise ship and get checked in. Sweat is literally dripping down my back when we make it there. Honestly, I thought that we would have gotten dropped off much closer than we did. Ugh.
After we get checked in, get our photos taken for our ID cards...(wait, I don’t have any makeup on! I’m hot, and sweaty!!), and go through security, we are soon greeted by several staff members of the cruise line, all dressed in black (I think I’m hot!) with white gloves. Wow, they were very elegant and proper! Greeted us and escorted us to the ship where we boarded. We couldn’t get to our rooms right away, so they told us to go to the 8th floor for some lunch...We met a lovely couple from Australia going up the elevator named Kim and Jenny. No, it’s not what you’re thinking, Kim is the husband’s name. But ironic, no? Kim and Jenny? At any rate, we ate with them, and soon became very friendly with this couple. About our age, kids, grandkids, friendly, fun to hang around with.
Got into our rooms, got settled in, and called Aunty Pat and Uncle Ed’s room. They had arrived a while earlier, and got into their room before we did, in time enough to get a nap in. Went to see them, and it is just so much fun being with them. They are having such a good time! We were reminded of the Fire Drill or Safety Drill, which wasn’t as bad as some that we have seen. While we are sitting at our Muster Station, and very attractive and classy blond lady walks by that I thought looked really familiar. As I am staring trying to figure it out, she is soon followed by a white haired older gentleman, and as I was just thinking, “wait, is that...” Jeff nudged me and said, “Hey, that’s Newt Gingrich” Yes folks, we are traveling with the Gingrich’s. If there was any doubt, their name was called during the safety drill. Wow!
After we said goodnight to Pat and Ed, we went back to the room to take a little nap, woke up and went to dinner on the pool deck, and there again, were Newt and Callista, enjoying dinner by themselves. After dinner, we went to the night club and saw them again, and sat right next to them. We introduced ourselves, and they were both very cordial and friendly. Callista was very sweet and easy to talk to. We actually danced next to them, and Jeff had to put is “dance moves” on maybe just to show off a little bit. But it was a great evening.







