Hey it’s been a while.
So with out further ado,
You know what time it is…
Wait what?
After packing up camp with our friends from Bacău, we trekked…well more like slid…down the hill and joyfully bounced down the river banks. We then slung our kit into the cars and were off to the bus station.

We said our fair wells to Patriciu and Damian, and were Brasov-bound. All seemed well for about 30 minutes… When of course all hell broke loose.
The bus’ swerving and swaying caused Lewis’ travel sickness to act up, and well… he was a little, ya know 🤮. Let’s just say he got to see his breakfast twice. The people on the bus rallied to his aid. After Xander and Lewis took a quick power nap, Peter brought some more bad news. By chance he’d messaged the hostel to make sure everything was okay for the night. It turned out they had CANCELLED on us.
So we called in the cavalry – James – who sorted us out.
Another nap and we were in Braşov, where we found out we were staying in…. The Evil Clown Hostel. Yyyeeeaaahhh. “ sarcasm much”

However we did meet up with team Troon who were also staying there ( by choice btw) and went out for dinner after meeting the the cavalry units in person. Back to the hotel for an early night.
Back in a bit, with part 2 of Xander’s go