|"Yeah, I model on the side."|
So we last left off in Italy on our way to Croatia. One overnight 19hr ferry and we were in Split. We hopped on a bus to the walled city of Dubrovnik. The bus ride bordered that strange line of terror and amazement of the drivers ability to keep the bus upright. The periodic fear ridden ride was completely worth it once we got a look at Dubrovnik.
We found our small hostel and began exploring the city. The water was the most amazing color I had ever seen. We stopped at almost every bench overlooking the bay just admiring the beauty of the city. Just when you think this could not get anymore surreal, an old wooden ship would sail past.
|What could make our city even cooler? A fort on the hill.|
|A professional wall walker.|
|Enjoy today because tomorrow might suck.|
After walking around Budapest for a good deal and spending time getting to know the people, I must say that it does not get near enough credit. The city was amazing. It was very similar to Paris, except the people were nicer and the American dollar was actually worth something.
|I can actually buy things!|
|Your breath is vile.|
|Only Russian smile on record.|
As we sat on the beams of a bridge we climbed up on, I realized that if I were to come back for a small trip, that I would come back to Eastern Europe.