Wwoofing, you know, ‘woof woof’ – like a dog. Wwoofing!

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And that’s how I’ve been introducing the concept to everyone I’ve met travelling who have not yet heard of it. Classy right?

You might be sitting there wondering what the hell wwoofing is. Well, just like a dog… No, I’m kidding, finally, now that I’ve got some blogging time on my hands, it’s time to get serious! Wwoofing is this community of farmers who open their houses and land to travellers who are willing to work for board and food. It’s world wide, but as I was in Europe, I chose to go north, as far north as I dared considering I still wanted a respectable level of warmth. Crazy, as I ended up working, in the middle of summer in jeans and a long sleeved shirt.

Did I say working? I meant checking out the sights whilst downing a cold one.

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I still like to blog!

So, evidently, my last entry was a couple of months ago. Regardless as to what you might think, this is not because I have lost interest, rather, it is because I have been on the road and completely loving it!

I have this trusty blue leather, spiral bound notebook and its home is my handbag. I take it everywhere. Travel notes and blog entries are scribbled between the lines of this rather heavy, not travel friendly, notebook. So when I have more time, and easy access to the internet, I will be uploading some of the hopefully more interesting stories and once again, the highlights of my life in Europe will be posted on the on the web. Aren’t you lucky!

 

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Couch surfing in Perugia

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In general I’ve only really heard two differing views of couch surfing. The “mum” point of view which involves general apprehension towards staying in the house of strangers and the travellers, more open-minded attitude which embraces the opportunity to stay with locals and meet new people. There are a couple of ways to get the most out of couch surfing. If you don’t have a couch or would just like the meet travellers visiting your city, you can set your status to “unable to host, but can hang out”. You can also approach people with this status in the city you are visiting. Or if you want to be hosted by someone, you can approach people with an available couch or make a public request to see if anyone can host you.

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Leaving Rome… another goodbye

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Ten months on from leaving Australia and once again I am saying goodbye. This time to Rome and the close friends I’ve made there.

My last week in Rome was a whirl wind of activity. In between working, packing my room and organising everything to leave, I also had a friend visiting and was intent on showing him all of my favourite things and places in Rome. Not forgetting that I still had one last thing to tick off my list of things to do in Rome – drive a scooter. Continue reading

Exploring Bulgaria: Road tripping, faulty GPS’s, and swimming in the black sea – PART 2

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Once our adventures in Sofia were over (see Exploring Bulgaria – PART 1), we packed our bags and jumped into our black rented Hyandai Getz, only 26 Euros per day, dropped off and picked up by a very friendly Phillip (who paid our parking and even let us keep it an extra night as we couldn’t get back in time at the end of our trip). We then drove out of the city. It was the first time we realised just how inadequate our GPS really was. It had a lag equivalent to that of dial-up internet. Not the best thing when you’re in a busy capital city and need to be on the “perfect highway” which will take you through the mountains to Velikov Tarnovo, our hilly little mountain escape. Continue reading

Exploring Bulgaria: beautiful parks, stolen handbags and dashing men who save the day – PART 1

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To say that I was excited to be visiting Bulgaria was an understatement. I would be meeting up with two friends from home who were travelling their way down from Germany and we would be exploring, what was to us, a relatively unknown country. I was so ecstatic, I could hardly sit still in my travelling pants.

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Not to be eaten on an empty stomach…

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So far, during my travels, I have not said no to trying any new foods that I come across. Among some of the more bizarre things I’ve tried include carne di cavallo (horse meat) panino, sheep intestines, chicken hearts and rabbit liver.

Horse meat panino was discovered on my trip to Catania, where it, along with the Cannolo, is a speciality. In Catania, there is one particular street where whichever way you turn, you can buy horse meat. I couldn’t believe it! Continue reading

Driving in Cars with Italians

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There are crazy drivers all over the world. I remember speeding in and out of cars in a tuk tuk on the busy streets of Bangkok, and even in my own little version of a tuk tuk (a Hyundai excel) I was perhaps one of the crazier drivers thinking I could get away with illegal three point turns, or speedy overtakes of big, long lorry trucks.

Here in Italy there has been more than a couple of times when I have second guessed my chances of surviving the ride. Here, where second line parking is a thing and people are prone to stop in the middle of a four lane road to ask for directions, Continue reading