Oh The Places We’ll Go

This post has been long delayed, of course I know that.

It’s hard when you’re traveling to remember to update, especially when everything costs money and you just can’t be bothered sitting on the computer for too long before you feel like your brain is about to fry/explode.

I guess I’ll just start from what has been most recent.

Krakow was amazing.  I’m not even sure if I’ve posted anything about forgetting my camera in the hostel, having to stay the extra night, then getting dragged out with a bunch of Manc stag party boys who insisted on buying me pints from 11am to very very early the next morning.  Not a bad way to live- eh?  Nicola said maybe I was meant to leave the camera behind, and I have to agree.  It was the absolute most batshit crazy, ridiculous night of my life and I’m so so glad I missed that train.

Prague was boring for me.  The hostel was a little anti-social, I had nothing to do, managed to make it out one night and left early.  Plus I spilled mustard on my favorite shirt- absolutely gutted.  It’s a little pathetic that mustard spilling is my great story for Prague but oh well.  Don’t get me wrong, Prague is absolutely beautiful.  The buildings are gorgeous and the gardens are amazing, but anything after the chaos that was Krakow would have paled in comparison.

Vienna was a boring little visit too, except for the fact that all of these random people from the Krakow hostel ended up staying in the same hostel with me in Vienna.  It’s a little crazy, the entire situation.  We always say traveling you meet people and your process of being friends is on speed.  You make best friends in hours, days, and knowing anyone for longer than three or four days feels like a lifetime.  Maybe that’s the reason why meeting up with people you know from before is so great.  You’re traveling around in a big group of all of your best mates… even though you know you’ve only known them for a few days.

I ran out of money in Vienna.  4 euros to last three days is not fun and I would not recommend that experience to anyone.  Besides the fact that Vienna itself is simply boring, not having any money to see anything and on top of that having to walk around EVERYWHERE without clean clothes (no money to do laundry) is hardly the enjoyable experience.  PLUS the hostel was in a shady location so walking around alone at night felt like someone was about to jump out and rape me.  Fuck Vienna.

One great thing that came out of being in Vienna with all of the guys from before- Tess and Johnny, Kane, Brian and Dennis- is that I was pretty easily convinced to come to Budapest (something that had been eliminated from my list early on) and as it turns out… Budapest is IT.  It’s amazing, the hostel is just absolutely fantastic, and Suze and Kez and Brad are freaking amazing.  I showed up and two hours later ended up adding 3 days to my stay.  Going out every night, partying it up.  Did I tell about the exchange rate?  1000 forents (however you spell it) is 3 euros.  THREE euros.  And beers are all around 500 forents.  that’s a 1.50 beer.  I love this country.  I’m staying until the night of the 13th and taking an overnight train into Frankfurt I think.  I think it’ll be a good way to end my trip… and besides it’s cheap and I just can’t be bothered leaving.

I’ll elaborate more on my travels once I get back into Glasgow and can add some photos.  Thomas comes in on the 17th/18th for a highland adventure and I can’t WAIT!  I miss my computer, my life, friends, everything.

Hope everyone is having a good time stateside… Budapest is the BEST!