June 7, 2014* My European adventure continued after the excitement of Barcelona — what a city! I activated my EurRail Pass and, after changing plans probably 20 times, decided that the most direct route to Bludenz, Austria was going to be back through France. So my incredible and very helpful mother booked me a hostel… Read More Countryside Cruisin’
After Madrid, I hopped on the first leg of my Rail-pass route, headed for Barcelona. My cousin already had plans to meet up with her friends (from the states) there and then they had a whole trip planned for Italy and Greece, but since I had already been to Italy, I was headed north to… Read More Bar-thay-low-nuh
Our Madrid stay got off to a hilariously rocky start. Brooke and I arrived on different airlines and of course, as we failed to realize, that meant our arrival terminals would be different, so we had no clue how much our parting words of “meet in baggage claim” lacked any sort of common sense. Of… Read More Vamos a España!
That’s probably the only cool thing I can say in French, and I definitely never used it while there. There was a lot of oui and non, but it was mostly “parlez-vous anglais?” (Yes I had to look that spelling up.) French is not my language, nor is German, or even “Spain” Spanish, thankfully English… Read More Oui Oui Mon Chéri!
We arrived in France after a long day of traveling in “the coach” (greyhound/coach Contiki bus). We drove from London to Dover, and then got on a giant ferry to make the crossing from the White Cliffs of Dover to France! They didn’t even check our passports! So it was another 4 hours or so… Read More Bon Jour!