Internet is spotty in the Baltics. I have 4-5 posts ready to go as soon as I get a solid connection but until then, know I am safe and heading to Latvia.
And you know I’m thinking about you…
Internet is spotty in the Baltics. I have 4-5 posts ready to go as soon as I get a solid connection but until then, know I am safe and heading to Latvia.
And you know I’m thinking about you…
Oh yeah, forgot to mention last night I did my laundry in the sink! I borrowed some washing powder from Imbi and then soaked and scrubbed my unmentionables. This of course meant that this morning as I was running around to try and make my bus I left all my undies drying on the rod. Continue reading “Bratislava (The Capital of Slovakia) – is a very very very fine place…”
So I met my hostelmates when I woke up in the morning, having gotten in late (and they were both sleeping). There’s Francesca, from Germany, who is in town (along with 3000 of her closest friends) to take a medical school entrance exam and Imbi, who is from Australia and doing an even crazier tour round the world than I am. She started by spending 5 weeks in Africa! Continue reading “Looking for Harry Lime…”
My last day in Zagreb was fairly uneventful. I didn’t do much of anything, really. At least nothing touristy. I wandered around a bit, then found a nice place to sit and wrote my last entry and a bit on my novel and then headed to the train station for my 9 o’clock to Salzburg. I actually went a little early and ran into Annika and Cecelia, who were returning from a day trip so I was able to say a proper good-bye. Continue reading “Cold Realities..”
I don’t know when they’re coming, but expect a couple of special edition blogs – one on my shadow self portraits and one on the different types of bathrooms I’ve encountered over here.
You have fair warning…
Day two in Zagreb was slightly confusing, since I kept thinking it was day three. The overnight trains, while good for saving money on lodging, play havoc with your sense of time in a place. As it was I got out of the house late and headed down to the town center. I went into the visitor information center, found out there’s only one tour in town and it leaves at 10am every morning. Continue reading “Like a Ray Bradbury story…”
For those of you who have been worried, I am alive and well in Vienna. There will be posts aplenty soon. Sorry for any worry.