Our bus pulled into Glasgow and we decided to take a cab to our last hotel, rather than walk. Good thing too, because Glasgow is way more hilly than I anticipated and I’m fairly certain we would have needed to walk uphill most of the way. Once we checked into the hotel, Natasha announced that she wasn’t feeling all that… Read more »
Natasha and I packed the night before, but under the influence of one dram too many of whisky. We hurriedly repacked and checked out of the hotel. My upper respiratory infection seemed to turn into a cough that made me bark like a sea lion, so she insisted that we stop at a pharmacy so I could get cough drops…. Read more »
I woke up in my London hotel, sad I was leaving my new favorite city in the world, but looking forward to the next phase of my U.K. adventure. Despite re-rolling all of my clothes, I could not get my suitcase to zip shut without having to expand it. This still mystifies me because I actually threw away an article… Read more »
As my late train from Berlin to Leipzig pulled into the station, I felt a surge of nervousness mixed with excitement. Hopefully, I would recognize Natasha on the platform. We had a back up plan, just in case we missed each other. But as soon as I started walking on the platform, I saw her, scanning the faces of the… Read more »