As if you can recap 79 posts and 2 months in a single one. My blog hit 10,000 views last night. THANKS EVERYONE!
50%. Today is day 61 of 121 days in Europe. Halfway to home. Sitting on the rooftop terrace of a Berlin hostel, spending the morning (eh, early afternoon) doing laundry. Very necessary.
Wasn’t it just yesterday I bought my bag?
The quick recap: 10 countries, 17 cities, 18 different hostels/hotels
Spain – Barcelona, Madrid
Turkey – Istanbul, Goreme, Ankara
Bulgaria – Sofia, Plovdiv, Veliko Tarnovo
Serbia – Belgrade
Romania – Bucharest, Brasov
Hungary – Budapest
Austria – Vienna
Poland – Krakow, and a bit of Warsaw accidentally
Czech Republic – Prague
Germany – Just Berlin… So far.
I realize I can never recap this adequately. That’s why I keep the blog as I go… But let’s give this a shot, if just to trigger memories of the bigger stories.
In Spain, I discovered my love for cava. I learned not to overestimate my ability to speak Spanish (mmm boquerones!), I giggled at my birthday massage. And most importantly, I learned… I guess I already knew this… I appreciated, loved my daily coffees and dinners, and breakfasts and lunches, with Dad.
Andrea and I had an amazing reunion. We ate kebab everyday. We snuck up on the roof of a closed restaurant for the most amazing sunrise, and I spent the day conquering a fear of heights. And of course, we bought a string instrument for a friend back home. And then we learned the cost of postage. Finally, we mastered the cave stretch.
Restaurants called Happy make you happy. Playing chess with Andrea becomes routine, and a blast. I learned long walks take you to beautiful places. Also, always take water with you as you climb a fortress solo.
Stay away from Fabio-esque characters, even if you’re impressed he can open your beer bottle with his teeth. Also, everything comes in pastry form. Took long train rides. Found more forts. They’re beautiful.
Entered first country without Dad or Andrea. Conquered big city anxiety – that was a cranky day. Lapped the city repeatedly. Had first solo experience of putting the map away and just… Going. Entered Dracula’s Castle.
Fell in love with bridges and love locks.
These recaps are getting shorter as we go… Took a picture with this guy!
Had to say goodbye to Steve the string instrument after an unfortunate fall. He was good to me. Loved every bit of Krakow, and then an hour away, saw Auschwitz.
Found my next home. Found Erin. Found the Lennon Wall.
Sticking with Erin. Walking past history everywhere… I’m still in Berlin, click back to yesterday.
Blogging this made me tired. Did anyone actually make it to the bottom?
A real halfway reflection later. For now, my laundry is done – Time to finally start this day in Berlin!