Tuesday was the last day of our roadtrip. We packed our luggage and newly acquired goods as well as we could, ate breakfast and left our 1000m of altitude Hotel for Sinaia Peleș Castle is situated. I can honestly say I…
Monday morning we took our time getting up because the Bran Castle, our main destination, didn’t open until noon. We ate breakfast at the hotel and enjoyed surfing a bit on the web. We left at around 11h30 for Bran…
I got to the train station in Madrid pretty early and inquired into changing my ticket for an earlier one. It worked and I arrived in Sevilla 2 hours earlier than I had planned.
Madrid. Capital of Spain. Cold. Small big city. Where people sell lottery tickets and offer to buy gold instead of selling you other useless stuff like in other countries.
When I arrived in Nice I took a bus to my hosts and I was sweating with my coat on because it was rather warm and I had to hike up a steep hill. I dropped my bags and surfed a bit while he went grocery shopping by bike (remember the hill I talked about …?) and then we ate some salad with tuna and some shrimp risotto. He was so kind to cook I didn’t have the heart to tell him I don’t like sea food of any kind but now no one can say I never tried it!
We got to Milan in the afternoon and took the rest of the day off. We chatted with our hosts, 3 of which were on couchsurfing, uploaded the Rome Blogue et did some couch requests and went to sleep very early. We wanted to recuperate from our stay in Rome which had involved very little sleep and a lot of walking. The next day, after 12 and 15 hours of sleep we woke up to a snowy day!
Prague is another of those cities where you don’t understand a thing of the language. Luckily for me, my cousin lives there. So, as I stepped off the train, I was greeted by him and then led safely to his flat without having to worry about finding my way around.
When we arrived in Brussels on saturday night we were tired of our only 4 hours sleep and the 2 hours of searching around to try and figure out where the metro was, how it worked and get the change to pay for a ticket. Our host Lazlo invited us to a night out with his friends but we were too drained and declined. They did however start the night at the flat and we had the chance to meet two of his friends which were very lovely and fun ladies. They gave us a bunch of tips on what to see in Brussels, sang Henri Dès songs and debated Belgium’s responsibility for the genocide in Rwanda. We were sorry to be too tired to go out but they had much planned and only left at around 9:30.