BONUS BLOG My mother is very upset that she won't be able to read any more blogs when I get home. I have told her I'll write letters, but apparently that is not the same. To make her happy, I have decided to write an extra blog about my bestest bits of the last five weeks. There are far too many things to pick a bestest bit from, I actually don't think I can. We have visited places that we have wanted to see for so long and couldn't believe it when we were actu...

Day 34 - Brussels Well last night was eventful. We were woken at 4am by police hammering on a door downstairs and then breaking it in. We stayed awake for a bit incase anything happened, then I gave up and went to sleep. According to the man at the desk, someone was ill and couldn't get to the door so they had to knock it down. This is the worst cover story ever. The place smelt of fags all night and if he was ill they wouldn't have all stormed up the stairs and...

Day 33 - Brussels Today we were lazy, and it was well deserved. We have been on the go for over four weeks and fully deserved to spend this morning in bed, watching tele shopping and French Gok Wan. We even went down for breakfast and then came back up and got back into bed. It was a real Saturday morning like we have at home. We thoroughly enjoyed it and now I want a nicer dicer from JML. When we finally decided to arise, we headed to the main square. On our w...

Day 32 - Bruges Today we tried hostel breakfast, it's included in the price so we thought we may as well. The orange juice didn't taste like orange juice, the thick black coffee spluttered out of the machine like it was diseased, and the bread was hard. The was jam tho, always a silver lining! Today is Bruges day and we are excited. We got a double decker train to Bruges and sat on the top deck. Trains excite us now, this makes me a bit sad. We got a map at the...

Day 31 - Munich to Brussels This morning was hard. So very hard. Munich defeated us last night, we had sore heads today. We managed to get up, out and to the station for 10am and I had Bratwurst for breakfast. I think I am now fully Bavarian. The man asked me if I wanted red or white bratwurst and I wasn't sure so he told me I looked like a red girl because 'it has spicy in it'. Turns out I am a red girl. I then went to stock up on Milka and the man on the till ...