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Budapest to Belgrade Night Train

I had a weekend off from work and thought I would head to Belgrade as I had heard some great things and was intrigued by this city that has belonged to numerous countries in the past century. 326 more words


Smugglers & Snorers

I’ve been in Madrid for the past three days staying in the worst hostel I’ve ever stayed in. When I arrived I had to walk through a group of men who looked like they had just been released from prison and I was the first woman they had seen in ten years. 245 more words

When Life Hands You a Food Truck

This past week, I arrived back in Taupo after a 3 week whirlwind tour with my wonderful parents.  And of course the second I arrived, threw my backpack down, and got a good night’s sleep, I began to wonder, “Okay…what now?” 527 more words


The Battle for #Nordkapp

When ever you watch a movie, there is always that point where the protagonists are in a house and common sense says that one would leave, but they never do, they stay and invariably the worst happens. 1,590 more words


Bucharest, sweet, sweet Bucharest. 

My first night in Bucharest was filled with anxiety and a little bit of fear to be honest. That Uber driver… Now, I’m in a train heading to Brasov and all I can think of is how much I’ll miss Bucharest. 688 more words



After leaving Lagos I wasn’t feeling great. I didn’t feel like I had met anyone with whom I formed a real and genuine connection (contrasting Lisbon where I felt like I had made a lot of new friends) and I didn’t feel very attached to the town either. 440 more words



I’m writing from a bus leaving Lagos and heading to Sevilla in Spain. I had high expectations of Lagos–it’s a beautiful beach paradise and party town, and a close friend of mine last year had said it was one of her favourite spots in Europe. 491 more words