Day: 40 I woke up a little hung over from another rough night in Budapest, it was around 7:30am and even though I had only slept a few hours I wanted to get a train north as soon as possible. I gathered my stuff, returned my keys, paid my bill and headed off to the [...]
Day: 39 Unfortunately I seem to lack all motivation to write today. I think I have to find somewhere to chill out and get away from these busy cities for a few nights. I think I’ll head north into Bratislava(Slovakia) then east into Slovakia’s Mountain ranges, they are supposedly spectacular this time of year. Budapest [...]
Day: 38 I woke up after about six hours a sleep with my head thumping a little from all the horrible alcohol that I drank last night, but I decided to spend the day wandering the Pest side of Budapest (at one time it used to be 3 cities, Buda on one side of the [...]
Day: 37 Today I am finally going to get out of Istanbul, my flight to Budapest is scheduled to leave 3:35pm and I don’t really have much to do until my flight. I woke up early and spent a leisurely morning in the hostel, blogging, editing, and talking to everyone. Around 10:15am I decided I [...]
Day: 36 Well after a night of thinking it over I changed my mind about sitting on a bus for 10 hours to Bulgaria, only to have to follow that with a 22 hour ride into Romania, and follow that with 12 more into Hungary. 44 hours on a bus over the next week just [...]
Day: 35 Jasper and I decided to spend the day following another of Akbars suggestions and take a ferry out to Princess Island, take an hour long walk to the top and have lunch. Since we have been spending too much money lately the 1.5 lire ($1.10) ferry ride and a free walk seemed like [...]
Day: 34 I actually managed to sleep 11 solid hours on an overnight bus, the drugs Dr. Akbar gave me kick ass. Fortunately he set me up with a few more of these magic sleeping pills for future uncomfortable long term travel. I woke up some time around 8:30 in the morning right as the [...]
Day: 33 When we woke up this morning we realized the water was way to deep to dive for my plate, so I just wrote it off and apologized to the captain, who seemed to have a good laugh over the whole thing, probably because he was 50 lire richer. The only real plan for [...]
Day: 32 I’m pretty sure the captain of this ship hates us. This morning he was so hung over that he would only grunt and didn’t even tell us what we were going to be doing for the day. I believe we were supposed to stop in a town on one of the nights but [...]
Day: 31 A knock on my cabin door wakes me up followed by a Turkish accented “Breakfast”. I mumble something and head up to the deck to find a spread of olives, tomatoes, cucumber, hard boiled eggs, goat cheese, bread, an assortment of jams/honey and tea. I am sure going to be spoiled when I [...]
