Almost three in the afternoon on friday, although Im sure our bodies are thinking its more like bedtime on thursday.
We showed up at our hostel at 2 a.m. lastnight, a note on the door telling us our key was in the mailbox. It wasn't, a tall blonde (surprise) German, lets call him Hans, let us in wearing his boxers and sporting a lofty stink eye. WE settled into our top bunk with the other four inhabitants snoring, said all of five words and passed out.
We woke up late and are now searching for our new home (van), we can't wait to get out of the city, Green fields and blue water are calling. Meat pies make the best breakfasts, but Allison doesn't think so. We love you all, some picutres and what not to come later.
2 comments:
Sounds like a nice arrival :)
It was a rainy day here today & is dark early, so its a good time to get away!
Good luck on the van search... maybe Hans can help?
I'll check back for updates... keep the
stories & pics coming!
hi guys! you better be updating this when you can so we can keep track of your lives! Thinking of you lots. Love you too.
Brad and steph
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