Getting back

Oct. 18

 

It's been a great week, but it's time to get back to London. Travelling is always an adventure in itself. We decided to make our trip back a little more complicated then our trip here (yes, that's possible). So we took a boat, to a bus, to the plane, to a shuttle (because the plane landed at the wrong terminal), to a bus, to a tube. We thought we might as well fit as many different kinds of transportation into one trip as possible. We couldn't get on a train, but we did that on Wednesday.

 

Everything went well getting home, although there wasn't a MacDonald's at the airport in Venice, which was extremely upsetting, and let's be honest, you know there is something wrong when there isn't even a MacDonalds. Apart from the fact that MacDonalds needs to get on that (or burger king, A&W, whoever, I would just like to be able to get a burger while waiting for my plane).

 

Back in London, it's not that late, but I'm exhausted. Travel seems to do that.

 

When travelling Europe, you have to juggle a lot. Three time zones, three currencies, and trying to figure out how much you really care to bother figuring it all out. At least an hour difference in time, just makes it seem like the plane ride is longer.