Last day of tour, I've absolutely loved working for Expat! It was another morning of up at stupid O'clock for the long drive to our lunch stop at Bruge in Belgium. I was actually planning on going here on a day trip from Paris just so that I could send Aaron and Tim postcards from there. We arrived in Bruges and there was road works so we spent about 20 minutes trying to get into the centre of town. Once there we herded everyone off the bus and I led them i...

What a contrast today as been, I started off in the little traditional German town of Boppard and finished in the Sin city of Amsterdam. I set off early and crossed the border into the Netherlands, our first stop was the traditional town of Zane Shaanes to see the oldest windmills in the Netherlands. We had a group photo there and I was a little sad, thinking that this was the second last day of the tour with my awesome group. The windmills were impressive a...

I left Munich early this morning with the group, for the comparatively short drive to St Goar to put the group on their Rhine River cruise, which unfortunately, as their tour leader I don't get to go on. We reached St Goar and did a parachute drop (prepare the group, park illegally, shoo group off bus, point them in the right direction, get back on the bus and Junior Birdman the hell outta there). I had appointed one of the more organized members of the group...

Three countries in one day, that's a bit nuts even for me. I started my day in Venice with breakfast at the hotel and then as usual herded 46 people onto a big red bus. I then settled in for the long drive to Germany through the Italian Alps and past the Dolomites. We stopped for a break in the national park and the mountains were some of the most spectacular I've ever seen. The Dolomites seemed to rise from no where and I was standing on the edge of the la...

Painfully up at 5am this morning for the long drive to Venice. I managed to herd my passengers down to the bus and then we set off, back in the direction of Florence. I smiled to myself as I went passed it, imagining myself dancing with Phillipo again. We drove for most of the day and arrived in Mestre at about 4pm, I had tried to bring our guided tour forward, but the guide was not very co-operative. Gary and I walked everyone to the bus stop, got 46 people ...