Overnight trains don’t seem to be my forte. I’ve attempted to use them 3 different times. It has only worked out for me once and that’s because I had a local book the train for me. The other 2 times did not work in my favor, this is one of those times.
For my 1st trip overseas to Europe I read and researched like never before. I, more or less, knew what to expect when I got there and at first it was exactly what I expected.
I don’t like smoking. It doesn’t matter if it’s Cigarettes, Human Bones, Crack, Meth, or plain ol’ weed. I find no appeal in it. Inhaling smoke into my lungs doesn’t make sense to me. But the 2nd time I went to the Netherlands I did it anyways.
There are wild monkeys in Europe!!! And NO I’m not talking about drunken Aussies stumbling through the streets after a Pub Crawl. I’m talking about the Barbary Macaque population in Gibraltar.
“We should start heading back to the hostel. It’s almost 6 o’clock and I’m ready to start drinking.” Wise words from my travel companions as we check out Gaudi architecture in Barcelona.