Monday 27th August

When I got up this morning I had to rush a bit. I didn't realise Jay was more organized than me! So I had to shove everything into my bag. We went down for breakfast, it's €4 an all you can eat. So I made myself a sandwich for lunch. Just rolled about 5 napkins around it and threw it into my bag. Rebel. We got to the station and I had to rush to get to the ticket office so I could book my train from Lisbon to Madrid. Only because I didn't know the dates exactly and if I booked it I would have a better chance of getting the train. What if it were booked out?! I'd die. So I got that just in time and rushed for the train, and hardly anyone was onboard. Until we got to Cologne airport and then everyone thought it was a great idea to join in.

The train arrived at Brussels North station and I said bye to Jay and walked to the Hostel to check in. But you need to check into one hostel then walk to the actual one. Which is a pain. The guy behind the desk was a bit rude and slow but they are kind of French here. I walked to the hostel and opened the door to a place still being renovated. I booked it months ago and people said it was being renovated then. It looks like there is still heaps to do. Some parts have no floorboards and there's power cables exposers everywhere pretty much. The common area is just 6 beach chairs, a bookshelf with flyers and a radio that doesn't stop. But it's okay, the location is great. Right in the heart of the city square. Seeming as there aren't many hostels here, this does the trick. Just would have been nice if they finished renovating it by now, seeming as its peak season.

As soon as I got here I went for a walk around. Got photos of the Town Hall, found out I missed the famous flower carpet by a week and walked through some amazing streets and arcades. I saw waffles everywhere. I saw more chocolate shops here than anywhere in my whole life. I saw fries on every street corner. I swear this is just a big chocolate shop. I even saw an amazing middle eastern shop selling amazing looking sweets. Yum. So I gave in and got a waffle and had a good coffee for the first time in so long. All the while I was messaging Bethany. It was great.

I met an Aussie girl, forgot her name. We went for dinner then walked around the city at night looking for sights on the map we got. Couldn't find one. That map is rubbish to us. But we saw a guy pissing on the main road and also the famous Pissing Boy. The two are unrelated. We got cheap Chinese though, a drink with rice and a main dish for under €8. Fantastic.

We got back and chilled for a bit then I just crashed and went to bed. So tried from traveling. Not just during the day, but the whole thing. I could sleep for a week.

One thing I've noticed is how many Turkish and Lebos live here. They're also all over Frankfurt. I saw more there than in Berlin which surprised me. And on another note, I found out that my blog has created a lot of emotions amongst people. Some positive, some not so positive, some funny and some just want more (or less, but no one has the balls to tell me I think). All I can do is appologise to Renata and Justin, ask my mum to stop crying, let Simona know that I'm actually amazed she's reading this, tell Stef to keep up the random txts, make sure my British girls keep amazing me, get Mauri and Larry to check out my photos sometime soon and welcome my USA fans who have read more of my blog than any other country in the world, even after I say how annoying they are and I'm from Australia. Thanks everyone. I come home soon too.