All aboard the night train - doodle eh doo, doodle eh doo. Well what an experience that was! It was one of the worst journeys we have ever had but at the same time one of the best...! picture the scene. sprawled out on a couchette with your tartan blanket and blow up pillow - bottle of pivo (well you didn't expect anything else did you?) and a sausage roll (think we might be coming home blokes by the way..) chilling out before sleeping for the 11 1/2 hour journey ahead. well that was the plan. it all went horribly pear shaped. toilets were swimming with pee, no water or flushing mechanism - you can imagine the aroma. Dozing off for the evening when a Bosnian guard boomed into our sleeping cabin "TEEECKETS!!" We jolted up with such a fright we nearly choked on the remnants of our sausage. This was to set the scene for the whole trip. We were woken up at least every hour for ticket or passport checks. One of these checks proved a little too much for Lynnes ticker when she couldn't find her said passport. Batting her sleep encrusted eyelashes furiously at the border control guard she proceeded to shake her ass in the air while looking for her passport under the couchette. Thankfully we founds the passport which meant no need to bribe the guard with our stash of precious pivo. ("thank you Elizibett") One more drama out of the way we settled down once again to sleep only to be woken at 3am with another passport check and transfer to an autoboos. This time it was Eleanors ticker that was on trial. bundling all her strewn belongings from all over the couchette into her backpack she failed to pick up her mobile phone. RODGER!!!!!! Despite pleas of woe and more crusted eyelash fluttering at yet another guard we were unfortunately given the reply of "awww sheeet - its Bosnia". We translated that to mean "great boys there's another mobile we can flog on the black market". Once that drama was over and we boarded our next train we continuted to be woken up on the hour. And at one point had a sniffer dog at our feet. When Lynnes bag was searched by customs (Think big Mo from Eastenders) she was given a look of utter disgust when she got more than she bargained for when her hands were covered in a burst bottle of shampoo. A couple of hours kip later we arrived stinking and crabbit in Budapest. Found a hostel easily and so far so good. The power shower was tremendous! Planning to stay here for 2 possibly 3 nights. Liking what we see. Its spitting - everybody in! Love the PinEles xxxxx