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- Continental Breakfast
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... baroque interiors. We passed crumbling old regime buildings that were no longer used with amazing soviet style sculpture on the building. We wandered into the main market square and up through the medieval streets to the top of the twin and back again. We did not make it to the fortress but we did see it rising above the town glowing in the twilight. We arrived back on board glad we had a chance to see the the town and ready to see Budapest in the morning. Another great ...
... for the record, $1.37 can not get you a suite in a hotel, but Miami Wice is still the hit new show, and the rail line to Germany still has not be built yet.
Last destination of the European tour with my moms. Thanks for checking it all out! All my best to everyone!
Booh. This was Pauline's last day. In the morning we took another tour of Vienna, this time by day, and saw even more historic buildings, reminding us of Paris a lot (boulevard Haussmann everywhere!!). Our last meal together was of course Wiener schnitzel, in a busy cinema festival in the park. I went with her to the station, and we parted ways after 2.5 weeks of adventures together. I then made my way out of Vienna, cycling along the ...
... 8230;different huh?)
Dessert gets it’s very own paragraph cause that’s how good it was. Yes, yes, I know. “Tiffany, you’re sick. You shouldn’t be eating dessert.” Well, I only ate a fourth of it soooo….yeah. It was a soft sponge cake, topped with thin spread of raspberry jam/marmalade, a thick layer of vanilla crème/mousse, wrapped in ...
... going well, until the mother called to the daughter. “Sofya! Come back here with me, quickly!” The mother then scooted over into the empty seats behind me. Oh *****, I thought. Now they’re behind me. Russian kids are like the vomiting version of World War One’s Big Bertha. The range is, for the most part, pretty damn incredible. I was not feeling good about this. “Natasha, pass us some tissues, quickly!” called the ...