I woke up early and it was so cold I just wanted to stay in a warm sleeping bag. I forced myself up, packed and dismantled my tent. I had some salami, chocolate cookies and mineral water for breakfast. I took the bus to Mikulas and wanted to get off at the highway but theContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 7June1975; Olomouc, Czechoslovakia: Squealing Russian Car; A Friendly Czech Army Officer”
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“Travels To a Different Time” : 5June1975: Podbanške, Czechoslovakia: Simmering Hatred for Mother Russia: It’s Snowing
As I head into the Tatra Mountains it is getting increasingly cold. Went to the train station and took a train heading up towards the Tatra Mountains. An incredibly beautiful ride and it was snowing when I reached my destination. Took a quick look at a couple of hotels but pricey at $8 so IContinue reading ““Travels To a Different Time” : 5June1975: Podbanške, Czechoslovakia: Simmering Hatred for Mother Russia: It’s Snowing”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 3June1975: Prešov, Czechoslovakia: Bad First Impressions: The Men in White Coats
I woke up in my shanty shack and was delighted to see no rain and even some blue patches in the sky. I wanted a shower but it was freezing cold so I declined! The weather so far in Austria and Hungary has been atrocious. I headed into the village knapsack on my back gettingContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 3June1975: Prešov, Czechoslovakia: Bad First Impressions: The Men in White Coats”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 2June1975: Tokaj, Hungary: Prisoner of the Rain; Horking up a Fish Bone Caught in My Throat
Yet more rain so I will stay in my shanty town shack for another day. I still have Hungarian currency I need to spend. Performed my morning ablutions and hit the town where I trudged to the other restaurant in town for lunch. I seemed to be surrounded by bureaucrats on their lunch break. IContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 2June1975: Tokaj, Hungary: Prisoner of the Rain; Horking up a Fish Bone Caught in My Throat”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 27May1975: Vienna, Austria: The Germans Are Becoming a Nuisance!
Need I describe Viennese weather anymore? I roused my low moraled body up and had an edible breakfast. I planned to have a shower but the facilities were full of Germans. I postponed my shower until after dinner. Germans in my age bracket are so easy to get along with. The elderly seem cranky andContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 27May1975: Vienna, Austria: The Germans Are Becoming a Nuisance!”
“Travels to a Different Time” :25May1975: Vienna, Austria: Climbing the Muddy Hills with Carmen
Cold and rainy again. How super depressing. I feel like just heading south to Greece or Yugoslavia and drying out but I have a mission to complete my travels to Eastern Europe. I cooked up some breakfast and crawled back into my sleeping bag to keep warm. Carmen, the American girl from New Jersey stoppedContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” :25May1975: Vienna, Austria: Climbing the Muddy Hills with Carmen”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 23May1975: Vienna, Austria: I Curse the Rain
It was raining lightly when I awoke at 08:00. I cursed the rain all the more as I had to go out in it to collect my visa and hopefully my passport. Hopped on the 49 tram into town and picked up my visa and passport at the Hungarian Embassy. I wrote a letter andContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 23May1975: Vienna, Austria: I Curse the Rain”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 21May1975: Vienna, Austria: Camping in Suburbia: Austria The Land of Hot Showers and Good Milk!
The flight was smooth and we stopped in Shannon Ireland to refuel. There were some beautiful wool sweaters but I simply can’t lug any more clothes around! We landed around noon and tourist information said all youth hostels were full. So I ended up camping in a beautiful suburb about 5 kms from the cityContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 21May1975: Vienna, Austria: Camping in Suburbia: Austria The Land of Hot Showers and Good Milk!”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 20May1975: First Haircut in 3 Years Ends My Gypsy Frightening Potential
Instead of the midnight bus to New York from Montreal it will be the midnight DC-10 from New York to Vienna. To avoid being set up for narcotic smuggling and to prevent gypsies from running away from me in terror I went for my first haircut in 3 years. It was not the traumatic experienceContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 20May1975: First Haircut in 3 Years Ends My Gypsy Frightening Potential”
“Travels to a Different Time” : 17/18 May 1975: New York City: Off to Vienna!
Again on the midnight bus from Montreal to New York City. Sitting next to a tubby guy with bad body odour who tried to strike up a conversation to no avail. Through customs was quick and at the Saratoga Springs rest stop I have never seen the restaurant so busy at 3 in the morning.Continue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 17/18 May 1975: New York City: Off to Vienna!”
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