Today I was leaving Cluj, so I had to get up early with Mihai as he was going to work. We said our farewells - Mihai had been an absolutely brilliant host, he'd made me feel right at home from the moment I arrived. I'd thought about hitchhiking but frankly I was pretty tired and thought it would be easier to rest on the train, so I headed for the station. I The next stop was going to be Sighișoara, a small but visually impressive historical town that was also th...

Today was supposed to be a boring day. I was going to spend most of it moving in a train between Debrecen and Cluj-Napoca, Romania. Nothing too special. No sites or particular activities to make it special. But I won't forget this day anytime soon. Easily the craziest and most intense day of the trip so far... Well, at least the first half of the day went according to plan. I woke up in Debrecen, confirmed I was couchsurfing with a guy in Cluj-Napoca named Mihai...

By now I had spent about a week or so in Hungary, and I was feeling like it was time to move to the next country – Romania. However, I wanted to start in the north of Romania, and right now, being in south-eastern Hungary, I was pretty far away from there. I figured that the best thing might be to stop overnight near the border, so I chose to go to Debrecen [daybretsen], Hungary’s second largest city. Unfortunately I couldn’t get there directly, and I would...

After spending most of yesterday just relaxing and organising some stuff, today was the day to actually see what Pécs had to offer. Marco had gone to check out another hostel, which was a bit more alive and kicking, but I met up with him around noon. We went and had lunch at a pretty traditional Hungarian place which cost us about five euros each for an absolute truckload of food. After that we checked out Széchenyi Square (it seems everywhere in Hungary has a ...

Sleeping in an airport. I don't do it very well at the best of times, but Budapest's Ferenc Liszt International is harder than many to sleep in. Actually I didn't sleep at all. But surprise surprise, Mari didn't have much trouble. Seriously, I wish I could that. Once 5am rolled around it was time for her to do the check-in and all the other usual airport stuff, and by 5:30 she was off back to Pontevedra, with one day in Brussels along the way, where she would sta...