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Day 17: Sunday, July 26, 1998
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Today I woke up after a really comfortable night, only to find out I had been talking in my sleep. Apparently
several people heard me, including people I didn't know. Oh well, it was bound to happen sooner or later. I had the strangest dream too. Here is what I can remember: all of us were in Amsterdam, several of us were
running around with each others backpacks, one goal was to get some "holly" from some person or store on
a bridge (in the dream, holly was some type of drug), we found a hostel and one of us would be able to sleep in the Red House (a house where some friends of mine lived in college), Sam was picked, and I was
mad at him, there was barbed wire between two buildings, someone said that people were always having sex at this hostel, then I'm walking in front of this cute blonde girl who I ended up kissing, it turns out she
was (name)'s girlfriend. And that is all I can remember right now.
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This morning we had an ok breakfast, I was slightly hung over. It rained during the night, and I found the
close I had left out to dry were soaked and dirty (the gutter practically emptied onto the clothesline). We left
to find a more rural location around the lake (the thing turned out to be huge). We waited around for two hours for about two hours for the blue bus to Menaggio. When we finally got on the bus, it was a beautiful
one hour drive to our stop. The scenery/architecture seemed Mediterranean. All the towns and buildings were pastel colors, with tile and slate roofs. The mountains surrounded the lake. Though I still think Venice
is the most beautiful thing I've seen, this seemed to come in a close second. The road that wound around the perimeter of the lake was only two lanes, and weaved through very small towns. The bus would normally
glide past wall a mere inch or two away. It was quite scary.
We arrived in Menaggio, and immediately went to the hostel that was nearby. Unfortunately, it was booked
for the night. We wandered past 4 star hotels and even a cinema and mini golf place, before finding a place to stay at a campground (Campaggio Europe). All except Bill waited till a bungalow was free (30 minutes),
and then we moved in for the night at 75,000 lire for four people. Bill had decided earlier to go his own way (till 6:30 PM). Meanwhile, we went swimming in the lake, and hung out at our bungalow. I did some laundry
since my socks and underwear had managed to stink up my whole backpack (including all my other clothes)! I don't think my washing them helped either. Though I can't abandon the socks, I might get rid of the
underwear. I really like this campground, lost of Italians taking their summer vacations. My sickness is
starting to get better. We went to dinner, and I got a pizza with tuna fish on it. It smelled a little funny, but
tasted fine. We came back to the bungalow and played some cards. Eric saw a mouse right before we went to sleep. We also took a dip in the lake after dinner, which was nice. The beach area is all rocks.
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