Night eight of Contiki!
I.e. The night of "naked Bec".

After a day of driving we arrived in Venice, the city of canals.

The first night in Venice was supposed to be gentle and relaxing, which it was for Jay, Mal, Chiara and I. For Bec and Dylan, however, along with a few others, it was a drunken mess, whose messiness could only be extrapolated until the early hours of the morning.

Personally, I made my way to bed, sober, just before midnight and was woke by Katelyn coming home about an hour later. I was then woken by drunk Bec, claiming Georgia wouldn't wake up to her knocking and that she was sleeping with us. After getting back into bed and just beginning to drift back to sleep, I was woken again by Katelyn having a shower, Bec being passed out by this stage. Shortly after this I woke to Bec scrambling to find the toilet to vomit in. I checked to make sure she'd
survive until the morning, and went back to bed.

After falling back asleep with my sleep mask on and iPod blasting, I was woken by a bang, and then having my bed shaken, and another bang, and the sound of reaching. Katelyn was passed out by this stage, so I got up to check what was going on- to find Bec standing in the corner of our room, vomiting on our lamp, starkers.
After inquiring after this strange and antisocial behaviour, Bec turned, hunched over, and scampered like a small animal to the bathroom, to vomit not in our toilet, nor in our butt-cleaner, but in our shower.
I alerted her to this social faux par, and resumed my cosiness in sleep.