There was a little gravel path for pedestrians, and behind it were little patches of well kept grass and large bushes with some sort of pink flowers. Though there was a chain to prevent people from going on the grass, as well as a sign in Czech saying the same, we started straight for the green....

The sun was disguised behind thin clouds in the sky, revealing only the glow of the yellow star, without the glare most sunglasses prevent a percentage of. The mountainous Hungarian towns that zoom past puff smoke, most likely for cooking or warmth. The sun is not shining bright enough to show much of...

Six... ...hours until the next train arrives, I think as I watch the aging coaches slip past and continue west. As the din of the engine leaves me alone on the platform I start to wonder if my adventurous nature has gotten the better of me this time. Here I am, standing in the rusty train depot...