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I'm getting quite the professional at rolling onto the bus, falling asleep, having lunch and falling asleep again until our arrival, stoked on that. Had a mini/huge freak out  when when I realised the tour finished the 25/10 and not the 26th, which is when I booked the hostel from. Messaged a few girls I know who are in London though so everyone cross their fingers for me that I'll be able to crash on their floor, otherwise I'll be selling myself on the streets of London for anyone who's interest haha.  Anyway, today was Munich, it's pretty lovely here, though my so far nothings topped Paris (luckily I get to go back). Wonder the streets of Munich a little, bought a jacket because it was 6degrees and getting into the minuses at night (woo!!), some ... read more

Florence to Venice started out pretty average, because it was a relatively short drive we had until midday to explore. My one mission: boots. Mission complete (despite the pouring rain, thunder and lightening). Other than that the day was pretty much a four and a half hour drive/80% sleeping (have become pro at sleeping and avoiding travel sickness), hotel check in and dinner. I was ecstatic when we found out the hotel had a lift. Tip: travel with a backpack, bags are a pain in the arse, not to mention you almost dislocate your shoulder pulling them up stairs. ... read more

Hi all! So day three, we made the very long drive from Paris, France to Lucerne, Switzerland. We left at about 8am and arrived around 5pm, needless to say after sitting a next to someone for this long I was ready to fight my way to a single two seated the next day, I didnt care if i had to rip someones hair out, I was going to do it for that single seat. Though we didn't have much time there Switzerland was beautiful, we went for a walking tour, I bought a Swatch watch (purely to say I bought it from the motherland) and we had an incredible veg pasta dinner. Oh we also spent the night in 'jail hotel' which as the name suggests, is a former jail. Bit spooky, yes, though the amazing ... read more

This morning’s relaxing lasted about two hours before my aunt was in full panic mode about making the train to Paris. The train was caught, and with it came three hours of me time (something I’ve greatly missed since being here). Paris offered me a bit of everything; the smell of urine in the metro, an extremely drunken ‘homeless’ man telling me he wanted to take me dancing as well as a insanely handsome guy helping me with my 17kg bag down the stairs-chivalry is not dead ladies. Since I’m not so great with new people the two hour wait for the tour group (they apparently had the day from hell with one girl missing the bus and another being refused at the French border) was an anxious one. So far I’ve met a few lovely ... read more