Tuesday, August 10, 2010

I wish you could have put yourself in my suitcase

So, I'm home. I need to sleep for about a year.
Prague is the spot, I dare you all to go.
Don't tour a concentration camp while hungover. I like to wallow in my self-inflicted misery without having to feel bad about it.
Don't stay in the red light district. We did, by the third day I was more shocked by the fact that there is a Dutch version of Take me out than the girls gyrating in the windows. My god, my eyes will never recover.
Do the walking tours. They work wonders for your leg muscles. Steel.
Sleep on the floor. Your back will thank you.
Don't go to Anne Franks house while slightly drunk. Your emotions will not be able to handle it.
Interrail. For longer than ten days if you can. Damn you work.
Most importantly embrace other people who come your way. Travelling is all about the new and everyone you meet will want the same thing as you. A laugh.
I've decided to move to Europe once this college thing is done. Definitely going touring again at least. Do it!
Right now I feel like this.

Bed time.

P.S. If you're looking I'd like to be found


  1. sounds like you had an amazing time.
    ha, you toured a concentration camp while hungover, that rough enough without a banging head. !

    hope you enjoy your big snooze :)

    and thanks so much for your lovely comments, always appreciate them <3
    Cheri xxx

  2. Sounds smashing! :) I'd love to interrail. Unemployment makes saving ferociously difficult...

    sleep like yer wan from Princess and the Pea now off ya go. :P x

  3. Those photos sum up how I feel right now. Zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz!

    Also sounds like a fab trip... I'd love to interrail!