Hello Reader. We woke up on Sunday around one pm. Mike, Camille - our couchsurfing host - and I grabbed showers then headed to an enormous park in Bordeaux. We met Perrine, Jamie, Reme, Carla (another couchsurfer/Camille's sister), and Tahira. Mike and I broke away for a half an hour to find a kebab shop (sidenote: ordering kebab in French isn't as easy as one might think.) The sun was pouring down, the conversation was light and fun, and all I could do was laugh about everything that went wrong the day before. Nothing could break my good mood. ...then a [View Full Entry]

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Hello Reader. We would be going to meet Ang, and about forty other couchsurfers that were gathering from all over Europe, to help celebrate her birthday in Bordeaux, a city in the southeasternmost (an actual word) corner of France. I had met Ang in Toulouse, France five months prior and had kept in touch ever since. See . Even though Mike had not met her before, all the great things I told him about her, along with the few emails they had exchanged and the fact they were both from New Zealand, led him to be just as excited to see [View Full Entry]

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Hello Reader. Mike and I had contacted a couchsurfer named Joao in Porto who was more than happy to host us for the two days that we would be there. Joao was by far the most bizarre host I've had. I loved him immediately. I really enjoy people who are different and are comfortable with that. Joao was an unemployed photographer who sometimes would DJ under a female's name. He had a few party wigs and the high-heals to match. See what I mean? But I knew it was love when he woke up after our first night at his flat, [View Full Entry]

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Hello Reader. Mike and I, after our tour through Morocco, were on our way to Portugal. Lisboa was first on our list. We had contacted a couchsurfer there by the name of André Lino. How he came to be our host was rooted almost entirely on the fact that he had hosted Kyle, who we also hosted in Valencia just before Las Fallas. Kyle, as he does, left such a good impression with André that all we had to do was drop his name and André was more than willing to put us up for a couple of nights. Unfortunately we [View Full Entry]

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Hello Reader. After leaving Valencia, and so many good people, I was ready to start seeing new things and meeting new people. Nothing takes your mind off being sad like tons of cheap food, fresh squeezed orange juice every morning, and traveling around a foreign country good friends. The plan was to travel through Morocco for a few days with Ali, Harri, and Mike. Ali and Harri would then head back to Valencia (and then back to England the following week) and Mike and I would continue traveling together through Portugal and up to Bordeaux for Angela's Birthday Bash. (If you [View Full Entry]

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Hello Reader. A couple of days passed and I began to tie up my loose ends. The end of my stay in Valencia was fast approaching and there was plenty I needed to do. I had worked my last day with Jorge and Fina, but that doesn't mean I didn't see them everyday anyway, (we had numerous 'going away drinks' over my last weekend there). I had to make my travel arrangements, say goodbye to everyone I wouldn't see again, and most importantly loose ten kilo out of my back pack - cause DAMN that gorilla was heavy! But first came [View Full Entry]

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Hello Reader. Now, where was I...? Last you heard, we had just lost a couple of Belgian twins, Harri's family, and a boyfriend named Laurent. Spirits were high in the group, or as high as could be expected with our inevitable separation only a week or so away... so, not-so-very, in other words. Chrysa, Alice, Harriet, Sue, Mike and I did our parts to keep ourselves together and positive as much as possible during these final days. We were hanging out with Olivia more (I have mentioned her before - I went out with her for a big night). She's a [View Full Entry]

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Hello Reader. Wow, it certainly has been a while, has it not? It has been almost six months since my last posting. I could tell you that nothing of any real interest has happened since then, but that would make me a reasonless liar... and I'm not one for lying. I shall pick up where I left off, but there are a few things you should know. Firstly, I have done everything you can possibly imagine in the past five and a half months, barring a trip to the moon and eating a live animal. I have been places and met [View Full Entry]

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Hello Reader. I overslept. It was fruit salad Wednesday and I slept through it. I rushed to the hostel to see if everyone was still there, but they had already headed to the beach. I called Mike then headed off, sporting my Amstel cowboy hat that they were giving away for free during Las Fallas. They had saved me some fruit salad, which I later ate, and we laid in the sun for hours. For about forty-five minutes or so, Harri laid her head on my stomach. It was only afterward at New Orleans that we realized that I had a [View Full Entry]

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Hello Reader. That Sunday, I cleaned up my room and left the windows open to try to get the guy smell out for Casey and Jackie who were to arrive around six pm or so that evening. My thoughts were elsewhere while I was hard at work in New Orleans that afternoon. I haven't seen anyone I know from the states in almost six months. Besides the blog, I only keep in touch with a couple people from home. I didn't know what to expect when I met the girls. I was getting nervous when they hadn't arrived by seven-thirty, but [View Full Entry]

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