Driving in a Yugo
The Land of the Dutch
BICYCLES EVERYWHERE! During car rides I would count how many seconds there was between the last person I saw riding a bicycle to the next one. I made it to maximum of 10 seconds.
BERLIN: Capital of Germany
Unlimited Sun in Hvar
The city where I took no photos. I was having way too much fun to be bothered with a camera.
Four Fun Days In Budapest
Big thanks to the awesome Brazilian friends from my hostel in Prague who gave me a hand full Hungarian forint coins. Lets not repeat what happened in Prague.
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The mean Hungarian lady saved the day
Maybe two or three hours into the train ride it started to get absolutely freezing in the cabin.
Burrr.
Kicking out an elderly couple from their cabin
I climbed the train on route to Budapest from Vienna. As I was walking along the hallway, all the cabins had reserved signs on the door. I happened to pass an older couple in the 60’s who sat alone in one of the cabins. In my mind I thought, perfect people to ask whether all these cabins were reserved.
I slid open the door and asked in English ‘Are all these cabins reserved?’
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Lost in Bruges
Here I was in Bruges, seeing what Colin Farrell would have seen when filming Lost in Bruges.
I glanced at the time and saw that I only had 60 minutes to get back to the train station. I had my trusty map but I learned it was not so trusty. With so many small streets and lack of detail on the map…
It was now my turn, I was lost in Bruges.
When in Split, do you do the splits?
Split via Jadrolinija
Sleeping on a chair: 101
You get what you paid for. For the price of 205 kuna gets you a place on the Jadrolinija. How you will sleep on the 12 hour journey is up to you!
Packing: 101
Unlimited Sun in Stari Grad, Hvar
Pretty Prague
The city where I wanted to leave right away… Continue reading “Pretty Prague”
Mission to my hostel in Prague
I said farewell to lovely Rotterdam and I embarked my 15 hour bus ride.
In the early morning I arrived at the bus station in Prague. Having absolutely no Czech koruna; I started to look for my trusty friend the Automated Teller Machine. I managed to find my friend and here came the problem. I had no clue what the exchange rate was for the dollar to the koruna. The ATM was showing these big numbers; 500, 1000, 2000 … I realized I was in trouble.
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