From the Diary of O ' Pirate
The appointment is at 7:00 in the Tronchetto parking where, according to intentions, Alvise must deliver the canoe rented from the Piero Trendy, Sweet Rita and Felix the Cat . Once at the Tronchetto unwelcome surprise: Alvise not there, but there is in your shopping cart overloaded canoes. Frantic phone calls and then finally, after three quarters of an hour, comes the young handsome, good looking, accompanied by four other customers. Aliamo difficulties with their canoes from a difficult and smelly steep. We give priority to the gentle maidens (that chivalry book From the Heart). The knight is the most seagull last remains after helping everyone. Rise in the canoe trips and falls by the full fetid water of E. coli. The mishap has an amazing effect on him. Since then, the cage can not start paddling like a madman. Will cover the 34 km at a rate of Vogalonga Guinness Book of World Records. It 's true, admittedly. One will start to get serious about only when it is in m. .... (Continued below)
The late Alvin and the fall of Gabbiano make us lose precious time. When we arrive at the starting line Vogalonga started a few minutes. The Vignole recover the island group. I remain amazed by the choreography of the boats with large crews. So ecstatic that I get distracted and spout a blow on the head of the oars. If the boat's crew was Italian he shouted, "Water! water", but Italians to vogalonga we are really few. Never mind, I have a tough foreman, continuing undaunted to paddle. we stop at Burano. I beach in a secluded and pleasant where herons, gulls and other birds are competing in a deafening din, two small ponds. Felix the Cat decides not to go down. He has a rating and a reputation to consider and do not want to risk the plunge of the Seagull. 
is 12:30 when we get close to Venice. "We have already finished", I think. But I'm wrong. We still have to paddle. We take the Grand Canal to the applause of spectators crowded on the docks. It 'exciting. We pass under the Rialto bridge full of people. Then after the Bridge Academy's arrival. It 's done!
We lined up to get the medal. A crew Teutonic ramming the Seagull and he faces a second fall. After endless seconds of waving, oaths accompanied by immodest in the vernacular of Bari, he miraculously still in balance. Calms down only when the speaker marks the microphone "Antonio Rossiello, CUS Bari.
Felix the Cat passed back and forth in front of the jury and each time they pull a medal. On his third pass the speaker puts an end to the tournament with a lapidary " Lorusso from Bari." Felix is \u200b\u200bjustified by saying " you want, at home I have two children " but no one believes him.
Alvise aboard his Epic, the sit-on-top racing, is the garish. Distributes smiles and compliments. As a good Venetian is nice, but think of "sghei. Accompanies us through narrow, picturesque canals, to the point of embarkation. Now at low tide and it takes another contortion to pull up the boats.
Let's take a minute of silence in memory of Biagiotti who remained at home. We take the latest photos. We are tired, but happy.
