The kids have calmed down a bit since we began... or maybe I'm just getting used to it, I'm not sure haha. It's funny because that's the one English word they ALL know how to say - COME, COME! A couple know please which is nice, but very often you just have them run up to you, take a flying leap for your chest or just grab your hand and pull - come, come! Come, come! Yesterday morning we played outside as per usual - it was too cute. There's one kid that's clearly the leader of the bunch; he's a total ham, but at the same time he's responsable and the one kid that always listens to us. He decided we had to do relay races again (like we'd done on Wednesday), so he organized ... read more

I took another lazy day today. I woke up to a bit of thunder, and was not at all motivated to move. Also, I could hear the street dogs barking all last night and wasn't too keen on meeting them in person. So instead, I decided to take today to upload a bunch of photos, organize some travel stuff, and just relax. Oh, and I had no local currency yet, and I didn’t really feel like roaming the streets of Sofia by myself. Sketch. When I went down for supper though, the restaurant was closed. Crap. Looks like I’ll be venturing out today after all haha. Reception was super helpful and nice, telling me how to first find an ATM. (Minor detail) And off I went. It wasn’t too far, about a 15min walk down the ... read more

Well, I have finally found a smell worse than the pee-soaked stations… Mustek station in Prague smells like puke. At first I thought ‘man, what bad timing for it to smell this way…’ but no, it’s permanent. I had the misfortune of using the station once yesterday, and then 3x today. Ew. Anyway, on with my day. The plan was to do that 6hr day tour followed by the ghost tour… yeah, didn’t happen. ‘Prague Walks’ can kiss my bum. I show up and the guy is too busy talking with a girl on a segway to even notice I’m there. FINALLY he’s like ‘can I help you?’ I asked about the tour. He noted that I’m alone, and they don’t do them for one person. Ok, but the brochure and online says it’s daily. He ... read more

Well, last night was interesting. After my bratwurst I metro’d down to the soccer stadium to catch the bus to Prague. I was super not looking forward to this b/c it’s in the middle of nowhere. I get into the station and 4 drunk teenagers show up and start heckling a group of Asians. (Definitely reminded me of Wonderland haha, who wears short shortsssss?) This went on for about 5min before the Asians angrily yelled at them in German to what I can only assume meant “eff off”. I like their ticket checking system here in Munich, much more effective than Ottawa’s. The guards are dressed in street clothes, stand by the doors talking amongst themselves, and then once the doors close they spread out and crackdown. Much better than the OC ones in their ... read more

(Second part of my day) Before I get into everything, I must share my sadness in the fact no one in Europe seems to be aware of the City of Ottawa. I guess I'm not overly surprised, I mean you travel in the States and everyone assumes you're from Toronto, but still... I thought maybe, just maybe that would be different in Europe. But so far, no. When Sophia and I were chatting on the bus ride to Dachau, of course we talked about where we're from. She said Boston, I'm like oh sweet, Massachusetts - nice area. We talked about the city, I noted how they had a good hockey team this year (I'm so Canadian!) etc. She asked where I was from, I'm from Ottawa. *Blank stare* Canada. "Oh yeah, ok. Never heard of ... read more