Hello all, after waking in the beautiful setting, up in the mountains yesterday.
Noel and I, speedily headed to the coast to find, arrange (book) and get on a ferry to Italy.
It seems that months of casual internet research was pointless. The “big plan” to sail out of Igoumenitsa and arrive in Brindisi, the ride up to Civitavecchia.
However, the most southerly sailing would have taken us to Bari, which is further north of Brindisi, but with duller surroundings. Instead we consulted the many ferry companies which all sailed at the same time to the same destinations different ships…vastly different prices. Eventually, we went for the ship to Ancona, sailing from midnight to 5pm the following day, but cheaper than going to Bari, takes us closer to where we were heading, and we get a private cabin, versus sitting in a sleeper room.
The wait from booking the ferries to actually boarding it was about ten hours which was far from perfect, but still have us time to write postcards, make use of the internet, make friends with some of the many stray dogs and enjoy some tasty food.
This morning we woke lazily, avoided the emergency “OMG this boat is going to sink drill” and sat on deck. The weather had taken a turn for the worst although, it could just be sea spray, as I hesitate to say rain.
