I think I still have a lingering hangover. A two day hangover means you had one hell of a night, right? It’s really not that bad though and I don’t have anything I need to do except wait for my train to Romania.
I decided to go to Romania because I had an extra week before I wanted to be in Italy. Romania always sounded like an interesting place and it was included in my EURail pass. Initially I wanted to travel to Bucherest, but there were no cheep hostels there and the hotel prices were more than what I paid in Paris. It turns out that Romania isn’t the cheap Eastern European country it once used to be. Now it is a thriving tourist destination and the prices were definitely reflecting that.
This was going to be my second night train of my trip. I hated the last one so didn’t expect this one would be any different. My assigned cabin’s air-conditioning was not working very well and I had the very top bunk. The windows were locked shut. This was awful. I was miserable and barely got an hour worth of sleep. I absolutely hate night trains. The problem is that to get to Brasov, Romania from Vienna a night train was your only option. And it’s the same to get back to Vienna from Brasov, which I will have to do again next week. Something to look forward to, I suppose.
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