Hello! So I haven't written one of these blogs in a while, maybe it's because I haven't had a reason to since I stayed at home for the summer, but fear not! I am on the brink of my next trip! I'm actually flying away in about 6 hours to Bangkok, Thailand via Hong Kong and will be traveling around SE Asia with my friend Max for 4 months. Sadly this means you'll be hearing a lot less from Peter in these blogs, he's off to the 'real world' of work and school, and I get to have all the fun. [View Full Entry]

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Bonjour, I arrived back from Madrid at 9am, and as I mentioned before, it was frightfully cold at 13 degrees in Brussels. I got my stuff back to my place, and then went out chocolate shopping for gifts for people back home. After stalking up, I went to visit my favourite ice cream place and my favourite durum place one last time. For dinner, I met Claude and two of her friends, whose names escape me right now, and we went to Skievlat Sablon, which is a restaurant that Anne had found randomly on the study tour. It became my favourite [View Full Entry]

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Buenos Dias, I woke up early once again and caught the bus to Segovia as it would take less time than the train. As the bus was passing through the Sierra Madre Mountains, I saw the Valle de los Caidos. Franco had it built by slaves to commemorate his fallen soldiers. Shortly after seeing it, I arrived in Segovia. As I walked into town, I passed several very old churches, so I began to get the feeling of what was in store for me that day. I continued along the street into the city and I arrived at the aqueduct. It [View Full Entry]

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Ola, It was too early. I got up at 330am in order to catch a bus at 430am. I’m sure you are asking yourself, why would I get up at such an hour? It’s simple really. I was heading to the town of Buñol. There is nothing really remarkable about the town itself. In fact, it’s down right ugly. However, the day was more significant than most. The reason I was getting on the bus was because I was heading t a little festival called La Tomatina. La Tomatina is essentially the world’s largest tomato fight. I have no idea why [View Full Entry]

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Ola, I woke up early in the morning and caught the fast train to Toledo. The city was one of the most significant throughout history in that part of Spain and was home to Christians, Muslims and Jews alike. As a result, the hilltop city located in a bend in the Tajo River is a reposit of beautiful buildings and enthralling history. The early morning colours in the city were quite remarkable as I made my way up the ramparts, through the walls and into the town. I walked past the Alcazar, which was closed for renovations and then I continued [View Full Entry]

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Ola, I joined the queues of fellow race fans on the first train out of Valencia to Madrid the morning after the race. The train ride wasn’t that long, and they played 3:10 to Yuma, so I watched it in Spanish and was quite entertained. It’s a great movie if anyone hasn’t seen it. I didn’t see anyone tilting, but I did see some windmills as I was crossing the plain en route to Madrid. I arrived in Madrid, and I immediately fell in love with Way Hostel, the place I was staying. It’s in a great location with free breakfast, [View Full Entry]

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Ola, After leaving Barcelona, I headed south along the coast to Valencia. I arrived before noon, and headed past the opulent buildings and into the old town known as the Barrio del Carmen where my hostel was located. It was a great hostel with single beds in each room and a beautiful two story atrium and lounge area that was one of the best ones I had ever seen. I didn’t stay in the hostel long as I was in town for two reasons. The first was to see La Ciudad de las Artas y las Ciencias (CAC), the most famous [View Full Entry]

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Ola, I arrived in Tarragona around 830 or so, and not much was open yet. The city was founded in 217 BC by the Romans, and it was one of the most significant Roman cities in Spain. I wandered over to the Forum and took some photos before heading along the waterfront to the well-preserved Amphitheatre. I enjoyed wandering around the site because there was no one there and I had it all to myself. I then walked past some of the Roman walls and up into the tower that used to be part of the Hippodrome where races were held. [View Full Entry]

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Ola, I woke up at the crack of dawn and hopped on the bus for the three hour bus ride to Andorra. I slept for the first hour. But I was glad I woke up for the rest of the trip. It was incredibly scenic. The foothills began and I saw many small hilltop villages surrounded by open fields. I also saw a hot-air balloon gliding silently over the hills above me. As the bus got closer to the Pyrenees, the mountains started to arise and many of them became very jagged. The mountains were quite intimidating but awesome at the [View Full Entry]

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Ola, The next morning, Steffen and I got up early and the hostel for the station. He was taking the bus up to the Pyrenees, and I was taking the train to Barcelona. I got off the train at Sants, the main train station, and I decided to walk to my hostel which did not seem like it was that far a walk. It only took me half an hour, but it was 32 degrees and humid so I was dripping by the time I got to me hostel. It was a massive hostel, with over 400 beds, but it was [View Full Entry]

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