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Poland, 13-09-02

Friday the 13th, at about two in the morning, we crossed the Lithuanian border and finally arrived in Poland.
We were the only ones on the bus whose passports were closely scrutinised and collected. I find it hard to believe that the stamping of our two lowly passports resulted in the incredibly long wait, which I [...]

Home Sweet Helsinki

It was the strangest thing.
We were heading north from Berlin on a 3 hour flight, and somehow we landed in Canada!
How is this possible? Surely you are joking? I can hear you now, sceptical and unbelieving, but I tell you, the senses do not lie!
What are these trees I see, these mighty pines and birches… [...]

So Who Wants to Buy me a Scooter?

From Athens it was just a hop, skip and a jump, and we were on yet another night ferry, this time for the Cyclades. Naxos was our destination, an island that the Lonely Planet describes as the biggest, greenest and perhaps most beautiful of the whole archipelago. I have no idea if they are right, [...]

Martha’s Version

Something brushed against my foot.
I woke to see a guy in the door of our train compartment.
He apologised. My first thought was that he was just checking to see if there was a seat free, and when he saw us sleeping he apologised for disturbing us. But when I looked on the floor and saw [...]

It’s a kind of fruit

If you ever again, or for the first time, go to Granada, please stay at Rambutan. It is in the Albayzin, the old Muslim district across the Rio Darro from the Alhambra. Worlds cannot describe how wonderful it is … well yeah I guess they could, but more than I am prepared to write in [...]

On a Golden Shoestring Maybe

So our lonely planet has been helpful, don’t get me wrong… it’s just that I’m not so sure about their idea of a shoestring budget. Either that, or the prices have gone up in the past year. We haven’t had much success, or enjoyment out of the places that the book recommends, accommodation and mostly [...]

Pay No Attention to the Flamenco Pushing Australians

Arriving in Seville, we found out that the way the hostels work, is that they quote you one price on the phone to get you hooked, and once you show up, tired, dirty, and ready to crash… oops, that room isn’t available, but you can have this one that is more expensive.
So we decided to [...]

Did you see me waving?

We were at Cabo Roca yesterday (I think that was what it was called).
The most western point on continental Europe. Very, very high up. On a cliff. No guard rails. Not even a sign saying “be careful”, or “watch your step” or “don’t stand so close to the edge, what are you crazy?!”
I love Europe.

Yearning for Flatter Ground

Portugal breeds strong calf muscles. My mind and eyes are saying “Yes. Yes. More!” while my legs and feet are threatening mutiny. ‘Spose I better get used to it.

Peeing in Paris

Paris is absolutely small bladder friendly… I give it five flushes.
I got some good rock-out pictures of Pioro in front of some familiar landmarks, just got to figure out how to up-load the photos…
Unfortunately we have to leave in a few hours, and have a 20 hr train ride to Lisbon to look forward to.