Vienna, the City of Music

Let’s not talk about the 17 hour journey from Ghent to Vienna. If you like to leave your travelling decisions to the last minute like me, you’ll find out what it’s like to navigate several busy trains in a row without seat reservations.

So, what was I doing in Vienna? I didn’t really know, this one was never on my original plan but everyone said I should go. So here I was, feeling sorry for myself after a long journey, not knowing what to do with myself. It was going to be 32°C and I did NOT want to go outside. But there isn’t anything to do at this hostel either. So I eventually ventured out into the burning sun, lathered up in sunscreen, sunnies and a hat of course.

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The Medieval City of Ghent

The view from my room

I’m going to be honest, starting this blog was hard. I didn’t feel like writing anything at all for a little while. Before meeting Kevin, I was happy to be alone and my journal was a nice way to debrief myself at the end of the day. After leaving Kevin, I felt more alone than I ever had before, I didn’t even want my own company. But eventually I got there, I finished my Ghent journal way back on July 7th, I just hadn’t gotten around to converting it into a blog yet. Here I am. I hope you didn’t miss me too much!

Stepping off the train without Kevin was a surreal experience, like leaving the cinema in the middle of the day, confused to find the sun still shining. But I found my way to my hostel via tram somehow. Rolling my huge suitcase behind me made a lot of noise on the cobblestones and I felt nervous as I approached a large, intimidating church, knowing my hostel was close, but feeling a strange sense of wrongness. I only paid €30 a night, surely we can’t be that close to a wonder this size? But sure enough, once I rounded the building my hostel was in sight!

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My Fairytale in Bruges

First glimpse of the fairytale of Bruges

I arrived on the train in Bruges around 9:30pm after my lovely last day in Amsterdam on June 28th.  The youth hostel was much more fun than the last two I’d stayed at, with table tennis, foosball, pool tables, a small library, a belgium beer bar, and even a pair of playful cats teasing each other in the bushes nearby! I felt right at home straight away. I finished off my Netherlands Countryside blog that night with a classic Duvel, followed by a Bruges Zot. I’ll be trying as many beers as I can while I’m here, but they’re almost all at least 6% which would be considered strong back home, so I really do need to limit myself to two most evenings!

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Zaanse Schans and Amsterdam

So, it’s time to talk about the tourist attractions. While I generally prefer avoiding large groups of people, and like to go against the grain when it comes to most things in life, there is a lot to be said about the educational history you find in a country’s local museums and attractions. And I also just love boat tours!

The Tour Guide kindly took my photo
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The Netherlands Countryside

Let’s start with Day One shall we? My story begins on June 20th 2024 the first morning I woke up alone in another country.

Okay, sure, my trip technically started on June 18th when my partner Iain dropped me at the airport. But the next 48 hours were basically hell and not worth talking about. All I will note for any prospective travellers out there, is to make sure you check the minimum passport validity for each country you are passing THROUGH, not just the ones you’re travelling to. It’ll save you a lot of stress!

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Wilson’s Promontory

Hi again! Yes, it has been a while. I’ve been busy saving my butt off and getting organised to leave my Melbournian life behind for a while. But before I go I need to spend some quality time with friends. What better way than a four day camping trip?

I haven’t been to Wilson’s Prom since I came fore an Outdoor Education trip in year 8. I didn’t remember too much about it; I certainly didn’t think I was going to have an experience as good as I did.

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Queen Victoria Night Markets

Walking to the markets, the wind blew so cold that my bones felt like glass. Rain splattered off my umbrella onto the slippery pavement where my shoes got soaked in puddles. Maybe I didn’t pick the best day. But if the Winter Market has to be prepared for winter weather, then so was I.

On arrival we warmed our fingers over a woodfire, before wandering forward to the covered markets. It was like stepping out of a magical wardrobe. A glowing fairytale forest surrounded us as tiny specks of “snow” settled in our hair and clothes.

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Arthur’s Seat

Ever need to escape to a fairytale land? Somewhere that you don’t have to think about work or studying or your life going pear shaped. Where just for a moment you don’t belong to anyone but yourself.

Needing to feel like a child again, I took myself and my best friend to the Enchanted Adventure Gardens at Arthur’s Seat. It was a perfect winter’s day, the freshness of last night’s rain filled our lungs and the clear skies provided a warm sun to combat the biting chill of the air.

Join me on my Enchanted Journey