That’s right. We caught the 11 hour long night train heading to Bucharest!We chose to stop in Sighișoara for a few days though. Follow my mini diary of what happens on a night train and you’ll see whether it’s your bag or not. Friday 6th June 2014 When purchasing tickets for Hungarian travel, be sure […]Read more "Day 8: What Happens On A Night Train… Hungary/Romania"
We decided that we would reserve (what should have been) the nicest day to go to Margit Island and do some sunbathing. I say, “what should have been,” because every time we stripped down to our swim suits the bloody sun went behind a big black cloud. Where was this, “clear skies,” that Accuweather told […]Read more "Day 7: Do Not Miss Margit Island OR Instant Ruin Bar… Budapest, Hungary"
By this point, we had already managed to block three of our bank cards. That’s right… THREE! Our Norwich and Peterborough card (read: Super Awesome No Fees Card) failed to work when we bought our shopping at a Spar. In a fit of panic we paid for it on a credit card back up, which […]Read more "Day 5 & 6: HELP! Our Bank Cards Have Been Blocked… Budapest, Hungary"
After relocating to our new hostel The 11th Hour Cinema Hostel (which is awesome by the way) we got to finally seeing the sights and sounds of Budapest. We walked for miles. Up hills, up steps, down hills, down steps, over bridges, in roads and everywhere in between. The next day, we gave ourselves the […]Read more "Day 3 & 4: Sightseeing and Medicinal Baths… Budapest, Hungary"
I thought that by booking hostels direct, the day before we needed them, we would save money on online booking fees. I was SO wrong. We spent a lot of our morning asking weird, unsociable looking hostel receptionists if they had any availability for the next couple of days. The answer was always, “yes,” but […]Read more "Day 2: Hostels Can Be Expensive! Budapest, Hungary"
As we sat down nervously at a table in the overcrowded Wetherspoons bar in Stansted Airport it started to sink in that we were getting on a plane. Not so much that we were leaving home… But just that we were getting on a plane. Nearly a week later and I’m struggling to comprehend where […]Read more "Day 1: Goodbyes, Flying and Budapest, Hungary"