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.
As a recap … if there’s nothing particular you want to see in Copenhagen, don’t bother. It’s not the most beautiful city and it’s very expensive. I don’t regret going there because I had a good time but it could be skipped 🙂
After waiting 2 hours for our train in the Netherlands and then a 5-hour train ride split into 4 different trains, we finally returned into Germany and arrived in Hamburg. We made our way via an S-bahn train to Stellingen, the neighborhood where our host lived. This was a very nice area, with beautiful houses, beautiful trees, orange and yellow tree leaves on the ground and nice paths between the streets. We really liked this place, and our host was very helpful during our stay, offering lots of advice on what to visit, and also playing guide a couple of times.
After our escape from Bruges, we arrived in Amsterdam and wanted only one thing: shower. We figured a bit late that the map in our guide was wrong or out of date because the hostel we booked was way further than we initially thought. So, after half an hour walk with our backpacks and almost getting run over by bikes we made it to the Jordan Shelter.
On Tuesday morning, we left our host’s place in Brussels to catch a train that would take us to Bruges in a little less than an hour. While it wasn’t far away, we quickly noticed that this was a very different place. Bruges is a part of Flanders, the netherlandish-speaking part of Belgium. However, we are now used to be faced with signage in a language we don’t understand, so it wasn’t that much of a shock for us anymore.
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.
Disclaimer: We were too busy to make numerous posts while staying in London so you get a huge one. Consider reading it in several sittings 😉