Over the Alps into Italy, and nine kilometres of Venice with a stroller
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About two weeks after we left Bulgaria for Romania, we came down out of the Austrian Alps and into Italy. The next week took us from Venice across to Milan, down to the Cinque Terre, and on to Pisa. This post is the first two days.
16 March: over the Alps into Italy
We crossed into Italy at Tarvisio around half past twelve and stopped for a while near Gemona del Friuli in the early afternoon. Then it was on down the motorway into the Veneto, and by about four we’d parked for the night near Santo Stino di Livenza.
17 March: Venice with a stroller
We left a little before half past eight and drove in across the lagoon.
We rolled into Venice mid-morning and spent the next three hours walking it, about nine kilometres of bridges, alleys and canals. I’d decided to bring the stroller instead of wearing the baby, and every little bridge meant my husband and I lifting it up the steps and down the other side, over and over. He was not impressed. Somewhere in the middle of all that, the baby decided it was the perfect moment for a full diaper disaster. I ducked into an outlet store and changed her in the fitting room, which is a sentence I never expected to write about Venice. When I came out, my husband had found his own way to cope: a candy shop, something like Captain Candy, and about fifty euros’ worth of sweets. That was a lot of money if you ask me. They were mostly for the kids, but I’ll admit I had some too.
We were back at the camper by half past one, made a stop near Mestre, and then drove about an hour and a half west to Illasi, in the hills east of Verona, for the night.
Next up: Verona’s edge and a morning bike ride through Milan.
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