The [travel] Bus

The next six weeks are going to be epic for me.  When I say epic I mean Amsterdam, Barcelona, Prague, Granada, Krakow and Ibiza epic.  I am going to be exhausted, my socks are probably going to smell really bad, and I will be severely lacking in the sleep department.

But, when it comes to travel you’re either in or you’re out.

“You’re either on the bus or off the bus.”

I’m in.  I’m on the bus.

And sometimes….I hope I never have to get off.


A Quick Trip [Vienna]

In a perfect world, we would have spent more than 24 hours in Vienna.  In reality, that’s all the time we could spare so our trip was short, but oh, so sweet.

We could have packed our one precious day by spending a ridiculous amount of money on boring tourist attractions, but then we would have missed out on the best part of Vienna.  Well, it’s not the best part of only Vienna. It’s the best part of any city, really.  It’s the culture, of course!  The people, the language, the cafes…the vibes.  It’s a million things mixed together to create something beautiful…something unique…something truly…special. 

And so, we wandered through eclectic street markets, explored random neighborhoods, marveled at the classy architecture and did our best to soak up all that Vienna had to offer.

We did make a pit stop at the Freud Museum, which was quite interesting. 

 The museum is located in the actual apartment where Freud lived and consulted patients from 1891-1938.  It chronicles much of his life and work and was supplemented by tons of great photographs as well.

It really was a great day in Vienna.  So great in fact, we contemplated “missing” our return flight home, skipping work for the week and hanging around a few extra days before catching a flight out from Slovakia. Indeed, the plan was well thought out and could have been perfectly executed, but alas, my conscious got the best of me.  Damn those things, anyway. 

Yet, I wonder, what would Freud have done?

”Dreams are often most profound when they seem the most crazy.”  -Sigmund Freud

On Becoming A “Mochilera” [Budapest]

I highly doubt I’m alone in this, but I tend to think A LOT while I am traveling.  Being in a place where everything is totally different from what you are used to has a way of putting things into perspective for a person.  I did a lot of thinking last weekend in Budapest.  The kind of thinking where you suddenly have these mind-blowing revelations about the world, yourself, life…  I think that’s the best part about traveling, really. 

I started to feel like a true traveler last weekend.  My backpack has seriously become a part of me and I have to say it’s an amazing feeling.  I’m savoring the moment because I can’t think of another time in my life where I will be 22, living in Spain, and the only weight on my shoulders is that of my backpack.  Wow, that sentence is both frightening and awesome at the same time…

Anyway, Budapest did NOT disappoint.  I wish I could spend more time in Eastern Europe because it is really fascinating to me.  There is so much history, although much of it is extremely heavy.  For example, we stumbled upon this WWII memorial along the Danube River.  The shoes represent the Jewish people that were lined up here, shot, and then dumped into the river.  As if the sight wasn’t heartbreaking enough, there were several pairs of baby shoes in the mix as well.

Not knowing what to expect in a foreign city can also hold happier surprises, thankfully, like this one in Erzsebet Square. 

Love locks!  When two people are in love, or sometimes after they get married, they write their names on a padlock, lock it up to this…thing, and throw away the key.  Super romantic, no?  In Sevilla you can see this on the bridges across the Guadalquivir River.  Naturally, the keys to those locks get thrown into the river where they will be washed away and never to be found again. *swoon*

The true highlight of the trip came on the last day when we visited the Szechenyi Thermal Bath.  There was honestly no better way to end our trip then by soaking our tired bodies in 80 degrees (Fahrenheit) of pure heaven.  If you do one thing in Budapest, go to a thermal bath.  Perferably this one.

Great trip, great company, great memories.

Up next,  my recap on Vienna!

Coffee and Goulash

It literally has not stopped raining in Malaga since I got back from Scotland on Monday.  I don’t know about you, but I just love sloshing around with wet socks and shoes all day…NOT! I find it funny that I spent an entire week in the UK, carrying my umbrella every day “just in case”,  and never saw so much as a sprinkle.  Then, I come back to the “Costa del Sol” and haven’t seen even a glimpse of sun in four days.  Really, Spain?  REALLY?!

Luckily, in a few hours I am leaving this…

for this!!!!


Woohoo!  This is perhaps my most anticipated trip…I still can’t believe I am actually going!  I seriously can’t wait to eat some real Hungarian goulash and drink coffee in Vienna.  Did you know that Vienna is the world’s coffee capital?!  Seriously, this trip is going to rock my world. 

My boots are drying via the world’s tiniest space heater, my Kindle (omgilovemyKindle!) is charging, and I am sooo ready to say adios to all of this rain! 

Have you ever been to Budapest or Vienna?  Tips, please!

See you next week!

I Demand A Do-Over! [London]

London, for me, was not as special as I had hoped it would be.  Truthfully, London has never been on the top of my travel agenda, but when you have friends living in Scotland (free place to sleep), and an entire WEEK off of work (I love Spain), you plan a little trip for yourself and aprovechar…as we like to say here in Spain 😉

Don’t get me wrong, there were definitely things I LOVED about London.  For example, art, in all of its forms, is fantastic in London.  I was especially struck by the fashion, which I am unfortunately not creepy (or confident?) enough to document.  It was funky yet elegant, and I was totally digging it.

I also loved both of the art museums I went to-

 The Tate Modern,

 and The National Gallery.

  I spent  several hours in each wandering and pondering the works of some of Europe’s most famous artists like Renoir, Monet, Picasso, Van Gogh, And Van Eyck. 

 Per usual, I found the street art to be just as inspiring…

As for the things I didn’t like…well, the weather was one.  It was cold, grey, and windy every single day, and I am pretty sure that was considered GREAT weather for London.  I really shouldn’t complain though because it never actually rained, which I hear is completely out of character for this town.

I also didn’t really like my hostel, The Walrus Waterloo.   I stayed in a 16 bed dorm, which, for lack of a better way to say it, was just…too…much. 

Truthfully, the location was great, but the ambiance was not.  Even though there were plenty of people staying in the hostel, I found most of them to be very closed off and borderline unfriendly…not cool!  I also found it frustrating that the hostel didn’t have a common room, or any place besides the bar downstairs (which was not open during the day and did not have wifi) to hang out.

I’ve decided, however, that I would definitely give London another chance if ever presented with the opportunity. 

 Did you ever have “do-overs” as a kid?  Like when you are playing a board game and you roll a 3 on the dice when you really wanted a 5….DO-OVER!  Yeah, that’s kind of how I feel about London.

Lessons Learned in London

Things I’ve learned about London after spending approximately 1 day here:

The weather uhm…kinda sucks.

Big Ben really isn’t all that BIG in person.

Crossing the street can be dangerous, but thankfully the Brits have made it easy on us foreigners.

Fish and Chips is yummy.

Oh, and when in doubt….just say “cheers!”