Budapest to Warsaw

Martin was so lovely, he insisted on staying with us until we were on the train and spoke to the guard and sorted our sleeper (not couchette, so we had it to ourselves). Budapest was the first place I felt sad about moving on from and I think most of that had to do with Martin, Ani, Oliver, Ben and Hannah who were all amazing. The sleeper train was wonderful. We were treated like first class. The guard kept on coming and checking on us. He was lovely, he reminded me of Paul Shane in Oh, Doctor Beeching! We were woken for passports at both the borders. But, on the whole, didn't sleep too badly regardless of the bumpy ride. We have been talking to some stocky guys at the hostel and they were telling us they were gassed and robbed on a sleeper from Prague to Krakow - scary - I wouldn't have messed with these guys!

Our hostel here is really really nice. We have met a couple of Australians already who are friendly. This afternoon we went on a city tour and got to know a bit of the history and sights.