We didn't actually fly directly to London first as the blog title would have you think. First we shared the journey from Mallorca, Spain to Gatwick Airport with Milly and Tim and crashed at the Milly's family home in Kent again. It was soothing again to crash into the Dewing's home as they are the most doting hosts you could wish for. Sharon again cooked us incredible delights that momentarily helped Em and I to forget our longings for Australian cuisine. Sharon...

The flight from Berlin to Palma de Mallorca, Spain went smoothly and after a short period of time wandering the Palma airport we met up with our friends - Milly and Tim, from the UK. A great wave of relief washed over Em and I when we stepped through the door of Tim's parents' seaside apartment, the dramas of Em's accident in Prague, that had dominated our past week were behind us. What was before us was good times with some special friends of ours in an apartm...

We really didn't spend anytime in Berlin, due to Em's accident. We trained in late, slept in the airport and flew to Spain early the next morning. So no real reason to write a blog really. The end.

Prague was much awaited for us. For Em because it has always been somewhere she has wanted to visit, for me because once we had been to Prague it might stop Em saying "Prague this... Prague that..." We arrived via bus from Vienna, another pleasant journey of only two hours or so. Em, in all her wisdom, had booked over the internet a little apartment for us to live in for 4 days, rather than sharing one more dormitory nightmare. The little apartment was ...

The bus in from Bratislava took all of an hour to commute us between two different country's capitals. The concentration of powerhouse cities in this part Eastern Europe is alarmingly compact, hard to believe that all these people (Czechs, Slovaks, Hungarians and Austrians) feel a pang of patriotism for different nations. Em and I had heard much of Vienna and as neither of us had visited it we thought we best not pass the opportunity up to see some of the tremen...