Venice, Italy
Our last day in Venice as we fly to London for the last week of our holiday.
Early morning start - Jeannie had set her alarm to "Drunk Smurf" and we were awakened by some pretty evil-sounding insane chuckling and laughter. Our porter MacBull (actually a wiry Indian dude as strong as an ox) turns up in the cobbled courtyard to take on our combined 150kg of luggage on his multi-wheeled trolley.
MacBull's trolley has two small wheels at the front to get the trol...