Dear Sam, They say that the best things in life are free. Unfortunately, travelling, although considered to be one of the best things in life, is not. However, exploring your destination can be. Snapping picturesque… More
Ljubljana is probably the prettiest European city that I can’t spell. Or pronounce. (Lubeeyana)
How you convinced me to take an 8 hour bus ride, I have no clue.
I am writing to you as you are sat beside me, zoning out while we’re thrashing Throwback Thursday on Spotify. (How we have a headphone splitter, I also have no clue.)
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Dear Danish People,
(Or do I say, Dear Danes?)
I am happy to announce that my partner’s birthday wish was to go to a Scandinavian city and Copenhagen won by a landslide. (of two.)
Dear person reading this,
After speaking to a couple of locals (As I always ask the “What would you recommend to do?” question), I came up with the conclusion that: There is not much to do in Helsinki.
I’m just kidding. (Or am I?)
I have successfully convinced Sam to spend the long Easter weekend with me in a warm place. (He suggested Oslo. Didn’t really understood the definition of warm, this one.)
Continue reading “The One With The Spanish Easter”
Almost always, in any European country you’ll go to visit, you will go to a museum. (Or a church.) And that’s what Sam and I first did on our last full day in Budapest. (Which also turned out to be the most eventful one.)
To Whom It May Concern,
If you are reading this, you have successfully made my day by adding traffic to my blog.
In other news, the boy I’ve been writing letters to has finally agreed to go on a trip with me. And we decided Budapest was the place to go. We later on realized that going on Winter wasn’t such a smart idea but we pulled through anyway.