Okay so here's what happened. First, my laptop broke. Actually, let me clarify; I DROPPED the most precious thing I own and it ceased to work. Let's hope I am a little more careful when I have kids.
Second, I went on my first not so amazingly spectacular trip
. I mean, it was great because I was with basically the greatest people ever, but things didn't go so well and I wasn't really itching to rehash the experience on my blog like I was about my other trips. I'm sure all of you already know what happened, but if you don't I will give you the quick and dirty. Basically me and my three bffs decided to take a fake spring break in Croatia, because all we hear about are people raving on and on about the white sandy beaches and blue sparkling waters of Porec and Split. Unfortunately though, despite my lovely friends endless hours of hard work and planning, I think this trip was doomed from the start. Getting to Zagreb was completely exhausting and of course it took us forever to find our hostel (because hostelworld directions have never ceased to suck), but we were optimistic because the next day we were planning on going here: http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Plitvice_Lakes_National_Park
Despite getting in past midnight we got up at the crack of dawn to go buy bus tickets, and by 8am we were on our way to the majestic park. About an hour into the bus ride it started raining really hard (a theme for the whole trip it turns out), but we all had rain coats and were determined to enjoy this park. The bus driver was driving like a maniac, but ALL bus drivers in Europe drive crazy so I wasn't really concerned
. We were about thirty minutes away from the park and I was just dozing off to sleep, when all the sudden I heard what sounded like an elephant jumping onto a car and felt a gust of wind and glass in my face. I was so confused at first in my half-awake state that I thought a rock had hit us, but of course a rock couldn't take down a huge bus. It turns out a semi-truck had side-swiped us on a curve, and the bus had gotten the brunt of the damage. Everyone was really freaked out and confused, and as I looked to my left I saw that there were shards of glass and almost no windows left on the left side of the bus where the truck had hit. It's hard to explain, but as soon as I realized all my friends were ok my brain kind of shut off. I was so terrified that someone got seriously hurt, and I just didn't want any of it to be real. I guess I was in shock, but after a few minutes I was able to look around and realize that everyone, miraculously, was fine. A few people had cuts, but somehow even the bus driver who was hit almost dead on was just fine. Even though everyone was okay, it's hard to be an optimistic world traveler after a scary accident in a foreign country. Three hours later, when the second bus finally came and we got to the park, we didn't even go in.
Okayyy that's enough of the sob story! Can you see why I didn't want to write about that sooner?!
Allright, let's focus on the future. I hope to systematically write about every trip I've been on. Here's a list of everything since Munich so I can see what daunting task I have signed myself up for:
...and coming next week, Vienna.
Okay this might be harder then I thought
. Maybe I should just stop going places.
Stay with me folks, I promise I won't abandon you again!
Much love from Brno,
Allright devoted readers (all two and a half of you)...I am breathing life into this blog again. I can't believe it's been two months since I've blogged! That's like, half my trip. I think Woody shows it best: