I came back to Budapest to chill for a few days. I love the city and Budapest Bubble hostel is the best place I’ve stayed and incredibly chilled out. It took a good 8 hours to get here via bus, so the first night I did nothing.
Over the few days I went on a walking tour, ate some good food and went on a couple of nights out. I’m not really much of a partier but the nights were the highlight, the first was a standard piss up and the second I had agreed to go out for dinner and ended up at a craft beer festival until 2, and then went to a ruin bar for a bit.
I’ve been half tempted to just not even try and catch my flight out of Budapest and stay here for an extra few days, but I’m pretty sure 12 nights in the city over this trip has been more than enough.
I arrived in Krakow after having a few cock-ups on the way. One of them being that I realised that I booked one night less than what I thought. After arriving, I had a walk around the old town, bought a bottle of vodka and saw the fire breathing dinosaur statue, having stopped for a zapiekanki the size of my forearm, and went back to the hostel.
Warsaw was just under three hours away from Wrocław. I arrived late afternoon, spending the rest of it having a walk around to see what is around. The old city was nice to walk around, and with even nicer weather, I stopped off at the memorial for the unknown soldier.
I arrived in Wrocław after a five hour bus ride from Berlin, which came to €8. After checking into the hostel at around half 6, I ordered dinner for 8 then went out exploring. As I was hungry, I cashed a bit of money then went to a shop to get some fruit. It’s getting to the stage where I can tell what someone is trying to say without understanding a word, and I got a right bollocking from the jobsworth behind the till for not being able to pay with change.
One thing that I am absolutely spectacular at is getting horrendously lost, and this time on my way from the city center back to the hostel I did exactly that. The maps.me app rescued me, and I had an alright goulash for dinner Continue reading →
On Thursday evening I arrived in Berlin after an six hour train ride from Amsterdam. At the start of this trip I was looking at 4 hour journeys as though they’d be horrendous, and now I find that kind of cute after having really long travel days – my longest so far has been 20 hours hostel to hostel.
It was a bit of a pain in the arse getting to the hostel, so for the evening I stayed in. Friday, I got up and was intending to do a walking tour, but there was literally around a hundred people going for the same one – I find big groups for walking tours a bit tedious and I thought that with so many people the tour would be like herding cats, so instead I went off to do my own thing. As it was my first day, I thought I’d get the standard tourist stuff done, so I saw the Brandenburg Gate, Topography of Terror, Tiergarten, The Holocaust Memorial, Museum Island, Bebelplatz, Checkpoint Charlie and a few other places too. In the evening I met someone who was staying in the room next door to me so we took advantage of the cheap beer in the hostel bar.
On Sunday afternoon I arrived in Amsterdam and spent my time walking around the city, I came here last year with a friend so it wasn’t that difficult to find my way around. I didn’t see or do anything that interesting during the afternoon and evening, besides seeing a man walk around with a plant pot on his head.
I opted for an overnight bus from Nice – a good €100 cheaper than the train and the bus was the same price as a night in a hostel. It was soul destroying – just over 13 and a half hours long. In one way, sitting on my arse and doing nothing for that long at one time kind of does sound like something I do on a regular basis, but not confined to a bus seat.
At 10am, once I’d checked into the hostel I decided that I wasn’t messing around and had a big coffee to hopefully make up for the lack of sleep and a pan au choc aux almandes. I’ve had a few crossaints and things that resemble them, and this was one of the best. As I was staying near the Sacre Coeur I headed there, before going to the Eiffel Tower, Arc de Triomphe and the Louvre. I didn’t go in any of them as I was shattered but made plans to visit them later on.
I didn’t get up to much in Zurich, mainly because besides an hour or so during the morning the weather was horrendous. I saw the lake, Haus de Kunst and, of course, a Swiss chocolate shop, as well as Making a Murderer on Netflix if that counts as ‘what I saw in Zurich.’ Hopefully, if I return to Switzerland,the weather will be a lot nicer but for now, here’s a few pictures:
I arrived in Munich on Sunday – in total I stayed here for five nights, and for me it was two too many. For the past 7 or so weeks, I’ve managed to travel on Sundays as it seems that nothing is open, and after having spent afew hours in Salzburg I wasn’t too fussed about getting much done.
To get from Graz to Germany I had to go via Salzburg on the bus. I wasn’t that fussed about visiting but I’ve spoken to a lot of people over the past three months who have loved it. The weather was so good that it’d be rude to be stuck on a bus for it.