I decided that Claire was also too smelly (they´re all going to kill me when we meet up again for Oktoberfest!), and headed off on my own, going solo for a week, while Claire headed back to Prague. I caught a train across the Italian border to a city called Trieste. I arrived at night, struggled to find my place to sleep, but finally made it, giving me time to wash clothes, shower and crash for the night. In the morning, I walked around the city checking out the sites, taking some photos. The place was alot more appealing in daytime than when I arrived the night before. Since this was only a pitstop, I jumped on a train for Venice. Arrived in Venice with a few good hours before dark, so grabbed a map and
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