Did you know no one in Austria knows about the Sound of Music? Or almost no one. They have tourist stuff for foreigners but the normal people have no idea what that is. And normal european neither. I was pretty disappointed! The hostel I’m staying at though has a daily showing of the Sound of Music and although I didn’t want to waste half my day watching it, I borrowed it and watched it at night! This movie makes me so happy!! And I recognized a bunch of places I’ve seen.
My traveling to Vienna was very exhausting. The Polish train stations don’t say anything in english, therefore when I had to get my connection in a station that was undergoing reparations I very nearly missed it (even though I had taken an early train NOT to miss it). Lucky for me that the train was late! And then when I reached Vienna, I had troubles getting to my host’s place because of lack of advance preparation and finally, after an internet café and a scare later, I managed to get settled.
Warsaw, the most eastern city I’ll visit on this trip. Warsaw, the city that was completely rebuilt after the war. Warsaw, the city I visited on a holiday weekend and the city where you get 16 degrees on November the 1st. I will remember it dearly.
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.
If you’re following the itinerary and agenda you assume that for the past few nights we’ve slept in Köln, or Cologne as the English name goes. In fact our host lived in a small town between Köln and Düsseldorf, named Langenfeld which is perfect since we wanted to see both cities. So when we arrived at the Train station in Köln, after a way smoother train ride where everything was written in 4 languages, we took a local train to Langenfeld and then our host Max came to pick us up.
We got to Strasbourg this Saturday afternoon, my head still buzzing from the night out in Paris. We were bummed when we saw it was raining, and it felt like we were gonna spend a slow, lazy day of rest, and only get going on the visiting on Sunday. BUT THEN we met Florian, our host for the weekend. Florian is a very nice, always smiling guy, around my age. He has only been living in Strasbourg for 2 or 3 weeks, because he is an Erasmus student, coming to study from Germany (he speaks excellent French though!) And Florian had big (and great!!!) plans for us. So we didn’t get the rest we thought we’d get in Strasbourg, but instead we got the best experience of the city we could have had.