Journal Entry: March 4th thru 6th, 2005
A ten hour train ride from hell. We left Munich to Paris, 8 hours. Then from Paris to Bayonne, another 8 hours. 1 and a half hours from Bayonne, France to San Sebastian. Fuck, fuck, we're just fucked! And to top it all off, we were constantly awaken by two mid-aged portuguese drunks. Finally, the train conductor kicked them off. Still, long train rides blow.
Praça de Comércio-Lisboa
In any case, Portugal is very much like my second home. I've been traveling back and forth to this wonderful, beautiful country since the age of 19. This time I am not here alone.
During this visit, I was lucky to see my old friend, Nuno and his new wife, Vanda and his other friends. Though, we stayed in a youth hostel in Almada, Nuno still found time to visit us and show us around.
A ten hour train ride from hell. We left Munich to Paris, 8 hours. Then from Paris to Bayonne, another 8 hours. 1 and a half hours from Bayonne, France to San Sebastian. Fuck, fuck, we're just fucked! And to top it all off, we were constantly awaken by two mid-aged portuguese drunks. Finally, the train conductor kicked them off. Still, long train rides blow.Praça de Comércio-Lisboa
In any case, Portugal is very much like my second home. I've been traveling back and forth to this wonderful, beautiful country since the age of 19. This time I am not here alone.
During this visit, I was lucky to see my old friend, Nuno and his new wife, Vanda and his other friends. Though, we stayed in a youth hostel in Almada, Nuno still found time to visit us and show us around.
This was the best time of our lives. Finally, I got my best friend, Nate to exprience the world of traveling and finally see my second home of Portugal. Though, we spent only two days in Lisbon, it was worth it. Tomorrow, we leave for Lagos.
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