Austria trip, day 1: just a little bit crazy. And by “a little bit crazy” I mean dashing through airports like you’re being chased by rabid bears, then wandering around lost and homeless in a deserted corner of a completely foreign country at about 1:30 am, for starters.
Our itinerary was simple enough: *inhale* in three days fly from Sevilla to Milan (Italy) to Vienna (Austria) then take a train to Salzburg, another to Linz, then fly to England and then back to Sevilla. …What could possibly go wrong? Rewind to the beginning:
Meet the characters
There were 8 of us on the Austria trip:
David: Me. You already know me. The guy who takes buses the wrong way and occasionally has a hard time riding a bike.
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Ben: This trip’s fearless organizer. Ben’s German pronunciation is… really good. Yeah. Ben is friendly and has a penchant for suddenly vanishing and reappearing again, like Casper the friendly ghost. Ben loves Nutella.
Cameron: The fearless leader. Cameron isn’t afraid to strike up a Spanish conversation with random strangers, even if that random stranger speaks neither English nor Spanish. A convincing debater; almost persuaded us to believe that everyone speaks Dutch in Austria. Continue reading