I know I said I’d resume my blog posts, but stuff just got in the way.
Just got back from another European trip, covering the United Kingdom, Spain, and Portugal. I was there for nearly five weeks, and I don’t even know when and how to begin writing about the whole thing. I haven’t even finished writing about my European trip last year!
But I will. Someday.
After Rome, we traveled by train to Florence and spent one day there. We booked our train tickets online before we even left Manila via ItaliaRail. Booking in advance always guarantees cheaper fares.
From Roma Termini we traveled to Florence Sta. Maria Novella station. The train ride took less then 2 hours.
From the train station, we had to ask around for directions to our hostel. I knew we had to take the bus, but knowing which was the correct bus was a little confusing since there were many of them lined up outside. Once we found the correct one, it took about 20 minutes to get to our destination.
It’s been a while since I last posted on this blog. I still have so much to write about (Florence, Berlin, Barcelona, Amsterdam, Zurich, Lucerne, the Swiss Alps) but still haven’t gotten around to it.😦
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The Louvre Museum has 8.5 million visitors per year. This blog was viewed about 160,000 times in 2014. If it were an exhibit at the Louvre Museum, it would take about 7 days for that many people to see it.
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Rome was our next stop on our European journey. We booked flights on Easyjet from Paris and got to Rome in about an hour. From the airport, we took the train towards the city to get to our lodging.
At the train station
There have been many articles circulating around the internet about traveling while working, being location-independent while earning a living. I follow a lot of travel blogs and travel pages on Facebook so I see a lot of these articles everyday. Sometimes, they inspire me to do the same and follow my dreams of traveling the world. But most of the time, these stories just leave a bitter taste in my mouth. I curse the high heavens for having been born on the wrong side of the planet! It sucks to be issued a powerless maroon passport instead of the almighty blue one.