After lunch, Dave, Meg - also an Architecture graduate, spiky hair, 6’0”, so will probably get lots of looks when we get into Asia - and I go off to ‘Memento Park’, a reservoir of statues and replicas from the communist era. It is a long bus journey out of the Buda side, so we see the suburban commuter belt of the
This is the story of my 32 week London to Sydney overland trip on a big orange truck with 30 odd other people.....and what happens after.. I try to find the best pizza in the world. I test the limits of endurance of my T-shirts in the hunt for the most bizarre location in which to bump into a fellow fan of the band 'The Fall'. Slightly more successfully, I try to take a guitar to as many of the world's monuments as I can. Finally, I confront the greatest cultural divide of them all...toilets.
Himalayas, Tibet
Everest covered in cloud just over my head
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Day 8 Budapest - 09 August 2009 Budapest
After lunch, Dave, Meg - also an Architecture graduate, spiky hair, 6’0”, so will probably get lots of looks when we get into Asia - and I go off to ‘Memento Park’, a reservoir of statues and replicas from the communist era. It is a long bus journey out of the Buda side, so we see the suburban commuter belt of the
Day seven - 08 August 2009 to Budapest
A driving day to the Budapest campsite: we get a free beer each on arrival, and I drink a few more and then go to bed. It is Belgian Sam’s birthday, and there is a party at the bottom bar of the campsite. I can hear repeating renditions of House of the Rising Sun with JC, our driver, leading with the mandolin. At about 4 am I am awoken by a 5 minute chorus of farts from a neighbouring tent, followed by another chorus of House of the Rising Sun.
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