A ferry from Greece to Italy and from Italy to Croatia. Two nights on the floor being rocked to sleep by the ship. The 1st ferry was like a poor man's cruise as Paul likes to call it.
We played a lot of cards--in all its a fun way to travel. I like the freedom to walk wander. We watched the ferries in Greece unload for over an hour. There are all kinds of semi's onboard some even had loads of Holstien cows. It was really interesting to watch the crazy proecession of semi's, RV's, car and people all leaving the ship at the same time and trying to get on the same road with cross traffic.
Onboard there were shops, a few restuarants, a bar, disco and a tiny pool for kids. People were sleeping all over--under the stairs, in little halls and like us under the chairs in the airline chair section. (I still don't understand why they call it the airline chair section.) People had changed the luggage racks into 3 tier bunks. Paul and I had left our luggage there and returned to find the other half of the rack being occupied by a little boy and his sleeping bag. He was cute and I called him our little stowaway. The little stowaway turned out to be a bedwetter we discovered the next morning--luckily he didn't get the bags.
2 comments:
What fun!!!
You are experience the native side of things, I always think that is the most fun and leads to the best stories. Good thing your little stowaway did not get the bags. When I was in India you had to be very careful we you sat our but your things for similar reasons.
Sheri
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