Some days are made to do lots. Some are made to do very little. Then there's today. Be prepared in today's entry for either epic amounts of ************, or a shortish blog because not really much happened. Given I'm so far behind now, it'll most likely be the latter - a shortish blog sticking to the facts of the day, then moving on to my next day to satisfy your hunger for my ********! From what I remember, I don't think it was really that late a night in the en...

It's entries like today's blog that I feel justifies me being a little (a lot) behind in writing them, because for some of today I relied on getting it pieced together after the fact. Yes, I was at Oktoberfest! But it wasn't like this all day; I'm not that much of an alcoholic! This morning started pretty early, as I had a fair bit to do before meeting up with Nikita and Alissa. Last night Nikita and I both managed to have wifi at the same time so we arranged to ...

I love my new tattoo! For the last five or so years since Daniel got his, I've listened to him humorously tell anybody with an ear to "lick my (his) windmill". And now so can I! It's incredibly powerful! For the last two days, Dad's copped the brunt of it from me asking him, and I think he's secretly glad that I'm out of there from today. Either that or he's finally happy to have some alone time with Mum. Eww. After yet another cup of tea served in bed (thanks Mu...

Our big day in Frankfurt began with a pretty big breakfast at the hotel, complete with everything I think you could ever need to fuel your day. It was good to get a big meal in as this was our only full day in Frankfurt so knew it could be a long one. After we were done we made our way across the road to the station to where we knew the tourist bus stop was. We'd decided yesterday that it might be the best way to get around the city to the sights we wanted to see...

Day 6 dawns, and it's time to get out of Amsterdam. It's sad because I'm starting to get my bearings here, and I feel that schlaucheijkn is really starting to take off as a word. But it's sort've exciting; in a couple of hours I'll be in a completely new country. That doesn't happen every day at home. For the first time ever I feel like a bit of a backpacker, as I re-stuff all my belongings into my pack, and unzip the shoulder straps so now I can carry it on my b...