In an ideal world, I would’ve gone to Athens and then on to Turkey. I would’ve caught buses and trains all across Asia or somehow learned to drive and bought a van like they used to in the ’60s. It would’ve been amazing, but I had to get back to London by the 23rd of November and time was getting on.
I know some people travel for months at a time (some people travel for years at a time!) and I have a lot of respect for them, but I personally prefer travelling for a month or two, recharging at home and working on my career, and then getting back on the road with new clients and better skills
The Tale Of The Looming Hand
This bus comes with its own ‘air hostess’ type person, TV screens which let you watch Bulgarian TV (mine didn’t work), and they make several stops along the way so you can buy food. I experienced my first ever squatting toilet in Serbia, I ate a lot of crisps, and I spent a lot of the journey trying to avoid staring at the looming hand.
The guy who owned this hand was asleep, so it wasn’t as creepy as it looks, but it was still a little disconcerting.
Needless to say, I didn’t sleep much on the journey. Y’know the kind of sleep where you’re sort of aware but you’re also sort of not? That’s what it was like. I got to Vienna at around 7 am and I was so tired that I forgot to verify my ticket when I was getting on the tube. Naturally, this had to be the only time I saw a ticket inspector on the metro during my entire trip, but I managed to convince them I was just a stupid tourist and they let me off.
I couldn’t check into my hostel until 2 pm, so I spent some time using the wifi in Mcdonalds, and then I managed to dump my bags and see a bit of the city. I was really tired by this point and managed to get in trouble with the authorities for the second time because I bought a red bull, put it in my pocket, and then went into another shop and apparently left by the wrong exit. A security guard was convinced I had stolen said red bull and told me as much in Austrian, but by some miracle, I still had the receipt so he had to let it go.
Vienna is very, very similar to Germany and so if you’re used to traveling in Germany you’ll feel pretty at ease in Vienna. It is a beautiful place, especially at Christmas time when I was there, so keep your eyes peeled for my next post with all the pictures (albeit a bit grainy as they were taken on my tablet), as well as details of my last stop in Frankfurt and some exciting updates!