
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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