I am sipping on a cup of warm tea as I stare outside at the pouring rain and the grey colors of early, danish fall. I’ve already fallen back into a new routine, which include a constantly heavy head and tired eyes. This is the main reason it has taken me so long to write this post. More than a month ago my friends and I boarded a train from Verona to Munich and from Munich to Hamburg. This trip took us about 11 hours, which is actually pretty darn quick for such a distance. It took us additionally 3,5 hours to drive home from Hamburg, so it took us a solid 14,5 hours to get home.
But I’m getting way ahead of myself. August the 1. we drove to Hamburg where we stayed the night at Juttisha’s boyfriend’s family’s house (yes). At 4am we took the metro to the main station and before we knew it we were rushing towards a full month of adventure. We were off to a tough start, though, as we found out the train we were planning to take to Paris (and then from Paris to Bordeaux) was fully booked. Looking back now I think this might’ve been foreshadowing, actually, but I’ll get back to that. Our first stop was Bordeaux, France and we did manage to arrive there an hour later than expected. We had rented flat through Airbnb, but it didn’t have Wifi even though it said so in the description, so we had to spent the next day in the train station trying to figure out where to go and where to live. This unfortunately had the consequence, that we didn’t get to go to San Sebastián and we had to spent the night sleeping in front of the station in Irún. It wasn’t actually the most unpleasant night. It was quite okay, really, because we’d brought camping gear. The day after this we arrived to Bilbao where we stayed at the Iron Hostel. This ended up being one of the best hostels we’d stayed at on the trip. Located on what felt like the top of Bilbao it was one hell of a walk to get there, but it was worth it. We had a really cosy evening playing chess, planning the trip and drinking beer. One day when we woke up, rain was pouring down from the grey sky. We decided that this would be the right time to go see Guggenheim (Recommendable!). Unfortunately, we ended up waiting in line outside 30 minutes or so, but at least the museum was wonderful!
I’ve just resumed my writing on this post and I’ve realized how I should have made separate posts per place we visited at the actual time, because I won’t ever be able to describe the whole trip without writing a small novel. So much wonderful happened and we experienced so much that I won’t be able to share with you. It’s too late to get all the colorful details and all the little perks into the description of the experiences. And as you probably all know these are exactly what makes a good piece of writing. In stead I thought I’d show you some pictures and write a little to each of them. Maybe then you’ll get a little peak into some of the experiences we had in each wonderful destination!
I really do hope I’ll improve my blogging soon!