Two months, day sixty: Amsterdam
"Can my finger puppet have a photo with your dinosaur?"
Falafel
Falafely goodness in all its forms; wraps, schwarmas, pittas, assiettes. The ongoing quest to find the best train-accessible tasty hot balls is a very serious undertaking.
Two months, day fifty-eight: Amsterdam
Orgiastic fluorescent poodles.
Two months, day fifty-five: Warsaw - Vienna
No turning back now.
Two months, day forty-seven: Białystok
Finfine mi vizitas la muzeon de La Hof.
Two months, day forty-four: Brno - Kraków
The train to Kraków splits in Bohumin.
Two months, day thirty-five: Norrköping - Trelleborg
Are we there yet?
Two months, day thirty-four: Oslo - Norrköping
So far so good.
Two months, day thirteen: Göteborg
Churches, flowers, falafels
Two months, day seven: Hamburg - Copenhagen
Children should not be allowed.
Two-months, day one: Angoulême - Karlsruhe
I've gone on holiday by mistake.
Not-Christmas in England
This post has been sitting in my drafts folder for too long.
Ten days in Estonia: Day two
The Bunker is closed.