If you haven’t yet read my previous post on the activities I got up to in Cluj-Napoca, please do read that first as it introduces my time in the city; whereas this entry is more of a critique of the bars and the shenanigans I got up to in them.
There was one main reason I came to Plovdiv, and that was because I was told to. I was told by an old friend of mine to visit his hometown and even better was that he would be there at the same time as my visit.
So I spent another night in Trikala before hitching a ride with another guest to get back to Thessaloniki.
Based on a recommendation from a friend in Warsaw, I decided to take a trip down to the south of Poland and discover what gems Zakopane has. Continue reading “Abdication Of Power”
Well this weekend was a blast!
Started Friday night with a pizza party where we got to make traditional pizzas and then eat our creations, coupled with a lot to drink, easily made a lot of friends that night.
Continue reading “Party Hard”
As I stated in my last post I left my hostel at 6am to walk to the bus station on the other side of town. According to my map, it would only take 45 minutes, as it was on the complete other side of town, but I really wanted to get out of that hostel. In comparison to yesterday, the streets of Pisa were deserted and I was actually able to get a few more pics as I passed through. I got to my stop a good hour and a half early so I just waited. Eventually the bus arrived and I boarded my journey to Rome.
Well, the last two days in Lisbon have been rather contrasted. During the day, I just wandered about, didn’t really do anything notable; it wasn’t until the evening did anything interesting actually happen.
Strolling through Lisbon at 6am on a Sunday is a peculiar experience. The only people that seem to be awake at that time are either joggers, travellers and the homeless, or people still drunk from the night before.
Madrid confuses me. There is a clear distinction between drivers in Madrid and the pedestrians. The drivers seem to be out to kill, they don’t seem to like to stop and they despise other drivers. The pedestrians on the other hand are calm, peaceful and really like to take their time walking, and they adore moving in large crowds swarming all over the footpath.
Thursday. My first real day in Madrid. The first thing I had intended to, the walking tour, I missed as I slept in. So instead I took a wander around the local park; the Buen Retiro Park on the East side of the city.