And so to Venice

The view this morning!

We got up at sunrise, got ourselves ready, and set off for Italy.
The aim was Venice, but we weren't sure if we would actually make it that far.  It was another 300 miles, and we were unsure if we wanted another day with that sort of mileage.  Not many really, but when it's your 4th day on the road, 300 miles seems like a jolly long drive.
The journey turned out to be superb.  We drove through the Austrian tyrol to the happy sounds of Karen Carpenter singing, I'm On Top Of The World (my favourite song).  We felt on top of the world, literally!
Fernepasse, and we were through the alps into Italy.  The long descent into Italy.
By lunchtime we were at the bottom of Lake Garda, near Verona.  We did our usual, and stopped in at McD's to use the facilities and wifi.
The Italian language was proving a bit more tricky for us.  Germans want to talk English, as do the Belgiums.  But the Italians have to be coaxed into using English (shame on us really for not being tri-lingual, like most of them).
So sorting out a campsite for the night wasn't quite so easy as previously.
Ruth had to enlist the support of someone in the queue in McD's to help her understand what the telephone message was when she rang the campsites.  And also, despite my vast knowledge of telecommunications generally, we couldn't work out what numbers to drop, and what numbers to use, dialling from our UK phones.
Kind man helped us!

Having sorted us out, then soon enough we were on our way to Camping Venezia, just outside of Venice.
Mozzies about after dusk, but otherwise, brilliant here.
The temperature was considerably higher than up in the mountains, especially at night.