Category Archives: Travels

Castle Bran was the bit I’d been waiting for the entire trip. My family and Zara had nicknamed me Vampire a long time ago, due to me never ever being awake during the day and I’m pasty white compared to … Continue reading →

Part 5 We got off the bus and walked into the dodgiest part of Brasov. Our new Romanian friend wasn’t kidding when he said he lived in the ghetto. We followed him up to his tiny apartment and sat on … Continue reading →

We got a booth on the train with the drunk guys, the girl with the red hair and two other grunge rock people. “DRINK-ING BEER! SNIIFF-ING GLUE,” one of them chanted. Then, unexpectedly, he broke into the most perfect rendition … Continue reading →

It was like battling through a group of vultures swooping in to eat us alive when we got off the train. As we later found out, there was an annual medieval festival on the weekend that we got there and … Continue reading →

We headed off into the mountains to stay with Marcelo’s Aunt and her family for the night. They were probably the nicest people on the planet, their home was just so peaceful. They gave us homemade moonshine, sorta tastes like … Continue reading →

Thanks to train stations having no city signs and our running theme of having no clue EVER what the time (or date) was, we almost missed this city completely. Until Marcelo saw his Grandma waiting on the station for us, … Continue reading →

Home in London again, after a whirlwind adventure through Romania. These blogs are going to be in sections, mainly because I can’t sit still long enough to type the whole thing out in one go. My goldfish attention span, let … Continue reading →

Whoa, its all becoming real now. We had a party paid for by work for myself, George, Zara and two other people. The next night was Georgies official leaving party, which was a fantastic night out, started off with a … Continue reading →

So while planning for our big England trip, Georgie purchased a Lonely Planet guide to London. “The pubs all shut at 11pm” she told me. “The clubs all open up at 12.” “The hell? What the hell is the point … Continue reading →

I am outta here! Put the word in with work that I’m leaving and hopefully I’ll be kicking round London end of April – early May. How exciting. I am terrified. This is my first big trip overseas by myself… … Continue reading →