Woken up at 5 in the morning with Russian radio over the speakers! We had breakfast chugging along a canal and at 9 a.m. we docked in Venice. We grabbed a water taxi on the shore to take us to a bank where Fritz could change some money. After that we took a number 1 boat. No cars here! Boats! We went to the railway station so Fritz could buy his ticket for Basel and he checked his suitcase in at the train station. We then hired a taxi for a canal tour of Venice at a hair-raising price of 5,500 lira. So much interesting architecture and we even went under the most famous bridge in the Grand Canal. We had a long and interesting walk around Venice. How cool sitting down in Italy to a lunch of spaghetti! I have really lived now having Italian spaghetti which was not as good as Mom’s but how many people have spaghetti in Venice! Fritz was leaving the next day so he had checked into a hotel to stay the night. We went up with him to look at the room and the manager had a fit for what reason I do not know. Mom had a teary good-bye with Fritz. Mom used to say to me if your head wasn’t screwed on to your body it would fall off. I am thinking there is a bit of romance in the air. Why did it take me so long to catch on? Dummy! We arrived back at the ship for dinner and met the weirdest British couple. We went to the nightclub after without Fritz.
Margaret Mary Stephen entry in diary: I am sorry the shipboard romance was over. It was fun but we will see Fritz in Germany.
Photo: Fotini Stephen