By 9am yesterday morning I was on a bus winding along the Croatian coast to Korcula Island. Rocky hills undulated along the seaside, hiding quaint red-roofed towns that seemed to have it all figured out: vineyards, Adriatic Sea views, peace and quiet. I arrived at Korcula bus station by noon to find my transfer hadContinueContinue reading “Meeting Crazy”
Author Archives: Nic Freeman
Adriatic Relaxation
I am sitting on a third floor balcony watching the sun set over the Adriatic. Pink light bounces off the sea of red roofs that line Dubrovnik’s port. A gentle coastal breeze soothes the heat of the day and chills my sunburnt skin. I have cider and cheese and am enjoying the perfect end toContinueContinue reading “Adriatic Relaxation”
The Man With The Bolt Cutters
You’ll never believe it! Best blunder of my trip so far… After a relaxing dinner of anchovy risotto and red wine, with a side of people watching, I returned to my hostel to finish a blog post and get a good night sleep. I removed my shoes and scarf, put down my wallet and camera,ContinueContinue reading “The Man With The Bolt Cutters”
A day in the life of a train traveller…
I watched the sun rise over Prague this morning as I made my way by taxi to the central train station. The gold orb ascended into purple sky over mist shrouded gothic spires that reflected in the Vltava River. It was one of those unexpected and unconditionally perfect moments that travellers hope for. The restContinueContinue reading “A day in the life of a train traveller…”
10 Things I learnt in Prague
While the Australian tongue is not very well equipped for Eastern European languages, I have learnt it is best just to give it all you’ve got when trying to communicate in Czech. This is a fun challenge: ‘a’ sounds like ‘ya’;‘kh’ sounds like ‘chi’; ‘ow’ sounds like ‘au’ and there are a lot of ‘z’sContinueContinue reading “10 Things I learnt in Prague”
Travel Mode – Czech
My cheeks are flushed from the cool Prague air and the taste of eggnog ice cream still lingers on my tongue as we walk ‘home’ from Kobylisy metro. My body is tired after walking the cobbled, crowed streets for two days. My head is full and relaxed and my senses are awake. I’ve finally settledContinueContinue reading “Travel Mode – Czech”
Lost in the land of Prague
After my awe inspiring train trip into the Czech Republic yesterday, I commenced a crash course in finding my way in Prague. First there was finding which of the three queues for ‘international tickets’ was the right line to actually reserve an international ticket (turns out third time is lucky). Then there was finding aContinueContinue reading “Lost in the land of Prague”
This is what wonder feels like
It seems the world is much more romantic when viewed through a train window. As I ride from Berlin to Prague, I am overcome with a warm, fuzzy kind of happiness. My heart skips with excitement and wonder as I look upon lush green fields adorned with sunshine-yellow dandelions; eminent rows of wind turbines; uniformedContinueContinue reading “This is what wonder feels like”
Gluten-full Germany
So I have heard that there are others in this great world of ours who physically reject gluten as I do… perhaps not in Germany though? No, seriously, while I have heard rumours of gluten-free possibilities in Berlin, I have to admit they have been hard to find. My diet over the past few daysContinueContinue reading “Gluten-full Germany”
Berlin in a picture
My eyes are full after a day of exploring the grungier side of Berlin. The streets are alive with the colours of protest, expression and passion, as art dances across almost every wall and gives the city a wild, outspoken character. The theme of Berlin’s street art seems to be socialist vs. capitalist, which isContinueContinue reading “Berlin in a picture”
Symbols of Turmoil and Tolerance
Day one in Berlin, I thought it fitting to tour some of Berlin’s many symbols on the free (with tips) Berlin Walking Tour. Approximately three hours with an English-speaking guide, the tour did a quick round of the major city highlights and opened my eyes to many of the serious stories Berlin has to tell.ContinueContinue reading “Symbols of Turmoil and Tolerance”
Hello Berlin. Will you be my friend?
Well, after three transfers, five hot towels, six movies, thirty hours and one taxi, I’ve arrived in Berlin. The nightscape resembles that of any modern city and, with the exception of cars on the opposite side of the road, strangely spelt words and heavy accents, I feel like I could have travelled all this wayContinueContinue reading “Hello Berlin. Will you be my friend?”
Riding in planes with drunks
Soothing pan pipes over Singapore airport speakers are a welcome change to the cursing, moaning, drunken dribble of the past seven hours. Emirates EK0433 has a brief stopover and I take the opportunity to escape my flight neighbour, Andy from the UK, who was somewhat inebriated when he boarded in Brisbane. Within minutes he hadContinueContinue reading “Riding in planes with drunks”
Nic Freeman 