The locals like to call Munich 'München', and this being a funny word, so do I. We arrived in München keen to get our first Oktoberfest started, but thought we'd get some sightseeing done and dusted, because we knew that once we stepped into our first beer tent the odds of us seeing the rest of München would diminish significantly. So we did the good ol' free walking tour that has got us by in so many cities with an American guide who described everything as ...

From Amsterdam to Oktoberfest this is a crazy ten days I'm having, so much so that I completely forgot to blog about Amsterdam. The beer tents beckon however so I'm going to try and keep this one short and sweet. Amsterdam is a very surreal place what with the crazy language and laws, but one which I found myself feeling a heartfelt appreciation for due to their liberal and accepting culture revealed for me during our walking tour. The motto of the people of Ams...

Flying from Barcelona, I was looking forward to landing in the famous Heathrow airport to kick off my 10 days in London. Little did I know that London actually has like 12 international airports or something like that, so we arrived in some place called Gatwick, and flew out of some place called Stansted. The weather in England is always mocked as being grouchy and changeable, and if anything the stereotypes under-rate the amount of different climates you can ex...

Barcelona, to me, is the best city in Spain, and I might go as far as to say the best city I've visited on my trip yet. Having just passed the halfway point on our trip Zac and I had a surge of 'carpe diem', sensing that our time remaining might fly past. As always, it seems, we had trouble finding our hostel at first, not because of our poor navigational skills but because of misleading signs like "blah blah blah metro" (spanish stuff) and an arrow, which it tu...

Valencia... I'll never eat napolitana sauce again. Valencia was a very significant city for me in a lot of ways. It was our first time sharing an apartment with the five of us. It was where we celebrated Gavin's birthday prematurely (Zac and I will be in London for the real deal). But most importantly it was the setting for the Tomatina, which we had been fantasizing about for a good 10 months, which we planned our entire trip around, and which marked the nostal...