Sunburn and electrical storms

Wow, alot has happened since our last blog.

Last time we wrote, we were off to Rome from Switzerland on a couchette (a fancy french term for a sleeper train). This was an interesting experience.

Expecting to have some time to ourselves, we boarded the train and with difficulty (European trains are so confusingly numbered) found our cabin to find that it was already crammed to the brim with 4 other people, gawping at us as we stumbled in. An awkward silence followed. But soon enough we got chatting to them and they turned out to be pretty safe; two large, gobby Canadians (whom I nearly asked where they were from in the States haha, biiiig mistake) and then bluntly (according to Tobi) stated that they would 'obviously be sleeping on the bottom bunks'...after realising the tense silence I hastily added it was because they had to get up earlier than us, yeaaaah...(Tobias note: she basically called them fatties, it was hilarious.)

The other two people in the cabin were a couple comprised of a half Australian Londoner and a Scouser - really nice, down to earth, witty couple - almost like a mirror reflection of Tobias and I. <3

Anyhoo, that sleeper train must have been the most uncomfortable bed we've ever slept in - hard as a rock and narrow as a diving board. The train kept stopping every hour too for looooong periods of time and all we could hear was the Italian instructors babbling away to themselves. Lazy arseholes. When we got to Italy we were served the breakfast of all deliciousness; some what seemed like 5 year old, flaky croissants with orange juice, 20% 'juice' it exclaimed proudly. The croissant left a weird residue in my mouth for days.

I will add more about Rome shortly, am off now to enjoy a nice day in Vienna, in the midst of sunny spells, humid overdrafts, heavy showers and amazing electrical storms.

-Dominika