Crossing the English Channel

What is so great about that? Nothing. I just thought the bus would go on a ferry but instead it went into a train. I knew it was doomsday when we got into a train. It meant tunnel. And it meant 30 mins in tunnel underneath the English Channel. For someone who has slight clausthrophobia and fear for tunnels, it was bad news. What's worse? The guy next to me in the bus said 'the train looks like those the Nazi used for concentration camp'. I totally agree. Which made it worse eh. Luckily there was theMexican guy who was chatting to me in the bus so the ride was more manage-able. Ghent is about 7 hours from London and the ride didn't seem that long and maybe because I slept for most part.

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Spent a long night yesterday partying with Lars & Christian and it's great. I'm staying with them at the moment and it's a great apartment right smack in the middle of town centre and we are above Max Mara the retail shop overlooking a nice piazza and the shopping street. It's a big spacious apartment and the guys prepared a room for me. It's even bigger than my room in Perugia. They are treating me like a princess. So sweet eh?

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I am being pampered so nicely. More importantly, I have wonderful reliable friends across Europe that's making my travel so much fun.