Drunk on a plane

Flying out to Italy at 7 on Sunday evening is much harder than anticipating. You have all day and nothing to do so a pre trip bottle of bubbles before leaving for the airport sounds like a great idea. Only problems is that this can lead to a couple of bottles at the airport because you are way early to the airport and then…drunk on the plane.

Of course that doesn’t sound so bad if you were not in a front seat with no place to put all your stuff plus the piece of pizza which sounded like a good idea before you got on the plane. Oh and did I mention the family across the aisle with three kids under 3. Here’s to 8:30 more hours of fun.

I just got the super hot towel to wake me up for dinner. I have been on the plane 30 minutes. Not sure why they want me wide awake. Maybe they don’t want me to miss the screaming kids or maybe I need a better hold on my bottle of water and slice of pizza which have both been on the floor. Don’t worry pizza is in a sack. I still plan to eat it. Though I will say BA gave me a printed menu, so who knows maybe I won’t eat the floor pizza. But I am pretty sure I wont be carrying it off the plane. My carry on glass of wine is empty so maybe I will sober up but I doubt it. Here comes the drink cart.

After that it all got a bit fuzzy. I did eat the pizza instead of the chicken dinner but then immediately fell asleep. I didn’t even notice them pick up the food tray. Woke up later to go to the bathroom and was shocked to see that there were only 2:30 hours left. I don’t know if I have ever slept so soundly on a plane. Of course the last 2 hours were crazy long but still the best flight I have been on in a while.

London airport wasn’t too bad. The lines for customs was bit manic but processed through quickly and onto our short flight to Venice.

Arrived in Venice at 4:30 already dark and raining so it felt much later. We headed out to Treviso in a taxi. The ride went well until he couldn’t find the place. The apartment was in the historic city center and some of the steers were not open to traffic. He tried to get down a few of them but would have to back up and try a different route. I could see that we were close and kept saying we would walk from the main square but he refused to accept defeat. He did turn off the meter so we were no longer be charged for the search but I was ready to be done.

He finally admitted that he couldn’t do it and off Christina and I went in the rain with our luggage. Turns out we were less than 5 minutes away so not too bad. The apartment is super cute and we are happy with our choice so all is good (until we need to cab to the train at the end of the trip).

Our hosts gave us some recommendations for dinner so we quickly settle in and head out for pizza. The restaurant is in the main piazza which had been set for Christmas with a huge Christmas tree and carousel.

The pizza was delicious the bottle of wine cheap (Italians don’t really upcharge for wine at restaurants our bottle was only 18 euros). After dinner we looked in a few store windows before heading back to our rooms to crash.