STEBO'S BLOG

I packed up my last things, said goodbye to Sébastien's mother who also called me lazy and we drove to the white cliffs of Normandy. We...

On the night of the 12th, I treated myself to a couchette from Lucerne to Paris feeling the end of my travels. I was in need of comfort....

Almost ten years to the day before 9/11 I was in Switzerland. I only had a few hours in Lucerne, the weather was miserable and so were...

I had a slightly uneventful journey to Zürich, again following the protocol, find a hostel... While I was waiting for a tram, a man...

The train journey from Vienna to Munich was 5 hours. I was now getting used to the once terrifying idea of travelling alone. I was in one...

September 5th 1991 I boarded the train early from Graz, changing in Brick aan der Mur. This was pre-internet, so I took my Let's go...

Cold Arrival I must admit to not being entirely enamoured by Venice. Having left Rome with its stifling temperatures, I was actually cold...

Italian Drama I was five minutes on the train, in my lovely compartment for one. I was settling down for the night when the ticket...

Night Train We waved goodbye to Loreto who made her way back to Basel, and we took a night train to Strasbourg on the 26th of August...

Night Train One of the tips I had from inter-rail travellers was to take some time out. I don't have pictorial evidence for it, but after...

Fairytale Germany From Frankfurt we took the train to Darmstadt and changed for a local train. All the time Claudia hanging he clothes...

Church Bells 21st of August 1991. I slept on a hard marble floor in a high rise building half way up a steep street. I watched my friend...

Going Alone The previous year I didn't make it further than London, but this time I was determined. I had already finished the 1st year...

1990 1990 the year after the Berlin wall came down and one by one the old communist countries started their journey of independence. I...