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Oh, God, you were so wise not to try driving. When we were there in September we drove in convoy from Venice to Tuscany, and it took all day. My father-in-law was miffed because my wife drove first, so he refused to drive and made her do almost the whole trip. Then he sat in the back seat and smoked the whole way, and bickered with Kate's wife. By the end of that day we knew we couldn't take a whole week of that - I was only there for the first half of the week because I had to come back to work, and Christ was I grateful for that! As it turned out, Kate couldn't take any more of it and insisted she wasn't going to let her husband go all the way back to the UK by himself, and so she came with me.
So, the upshot of that is, we got a train back to Venice to catch our flight. Had to change in Pisa and Florence, but it only cost us 60 Euros each, first class. A much nicer return journey. . .
But the whole thing was so fucked up. Kate's cousin lives over there, he organised the whole thing. . . And he knew we wanted to do some diving while we were there. We had about a one-day window of opportunity to do so given the time you have to wait between diving & flying, and it turned out we couldn't get anything sorted out. And he, and his Italian fiance's brother and sister-in-law who ran the place we stayed, were all like "well, if you'd let us know in advance. . ."
Actually, that reminds me - anyone know a good place to buy scuba gear in San Francisco or Seattle?
quote:Originally posted by Lee: Then he sat in the back seat and smoked the whole way, and bickered with Kate's wife.
I knew there was something odd about her...
-------------------- Yes, you're despicable, and... and picable... and... and you're definitely, definitely despicable. How a person can get so despicable in one lifetime is beyond me. It isn't as though I haven't met a lot of people. Goodness knows it isn't that. It isn't just that... it isn't... it's... it's despicable.
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