Well where I start... Hello from Sweden... finally... (I will warn you this will be a long one... was here from the 29th July to the 8th of August) I will go back to the beginning of my 26 hour ordeal to get to Sundsvall in Sweden... Where I left you last time Maggie and her mum had waved me off from Neuss station and off I went on what I thought was going to be a 23 hour adventure.. How wrong I was. I got to Koln station nice and easy and thought that...

Guten Morgan from Kaarst Germany, I arrive at Dusseldorf station with my mountains of bags and waddle off the train... then I seen Maggie... I have not seen Maggie since March 2010 so over a year... besides her hair been longer and her nose being pierced she has not changed one bit... I give her a big hug and we make our way by trains and busses to her Village Vorst (I think) which is in Kaarst... We arrive at her house and her mum is there to greet us... Her ...

Ohhh dear hello from Amsterdam... how the head hurts muchly... So we set off from Berlin bright and early as we have a big drive ahead of us straight across Germany and into the Netherlands... I sleep on the bus literally the whole time we are driving which was about 6-7 hours; I was awake barely for the couple of hours we were stopped for breaks. We rock up to Amsterdam and the first stop is Cheese and Clogs... Cheese and Clogs is this little farm with about...

A huge hello from Berlin... my favourite place so far... We depart from Prague in the morning and head for our first stop Dresden, we have a bit of a look around and then find Starbucks... at this stage it was about 8pm back in Australia so courtesy of Starbucks I called Katie back home to chick in on all the happenings.. And hour later I realised the time, said goodbye and made a mad dash for the bus as we were leaving to head to Berlin... Made it... 2 minute...

Howdy from Prague... So we set off from Austria bright and early and make our way to our first stop... Mauthausen... this is a concentration camp. It is a couple hour drive to get here. On the way Keira and I discuss Dachau, the camp I went to in Germany last year and how we are feeling about this camp. We also discuss our family history as both of us had ancestors that fought in World War 2... We both knew it was going to be a hard couple of hours and it wa...