After a full 3 + weeks of Italy, we were about to head home. But not before we took out the garbage 🙂 ! Between different types of recycle, green bin, and regular garbage, every day something is collected. Or you can take your waste to the local drop off place at your own discretion – which is what we chose to do. So I made the trip down to the local repository with our various types of rubbish.
We had time for a coffee and croissant one last time and then headed back to collect all our bags. We were on the 3rd floor with no elevator, so a couple of trips down the stairs was required. And that’s when we made the big faux pas!!!! Sometimes life happens in slow motion – and it did then. Michael had a set of bags down the stairs and I was bringing out the next set so that he didn’t leave the others unattended too long. And that’s when we both saw the door close behind me…. and of course it automatically locked. I missed grabbing it by the tiniest margin – but that was too much. Luckily Michael had his phone with him. We called Derek in a panic and he was able to connect with the owner. We were very fortunate that she was in town that morning and she was able to come over and rescue us. And that is why we always we plan on leaving early for important flights!
We caught the ferry no problem, although one departure later than first planned. We had one last view of the Rialto bridge and the canals of Venice as we took the trip around the island and into the airport. A very unique way to depart from a very unique place.
The flight home was much calmer than the flight over, although the plane was full of coughing people – especially the woman behind us. We masked up whenever we weren’t eating, but the mandate had just dropped and many were without masks, including our backdoor hacking neighbour. Back home Freda had made great friends with Picasso, well as much as anyone can make friends with a feral princess cat. The next morning Freda headed back on the road home to Winnipeg and county life resumed. But two days later neither of us were surprised when both Michael and I tested positive for covid. It is now December and we are well over it, but I do seem to have a touch of ‘long covid’ as I find I am needing my inhaler a couple times a day – something I haven’t needed in years. All part of our new normal I suppose.
And so our Travel Renaissance was complete.