DAY 23: No Borders
So. Is Cyprus part of Europe?I would say yes. Not only because Cyprus is a member of the European Union (well, half of it is), but also because "Europe" is…
DAY 22: You Old Pirate
Woo woo Taşucu. Now, if I had arrived on a Monday, Wednesday or Friday I could have taken the daytime ferry over to my 50th and final country, Cyprus —…
DAY 21: I’m A Loser, Baby
I awoke in the midst of the insanity that is Istanbul's central bus station, Esenler Otogarı. I quickly gathered my things and got off the bus. I had to get…
DAY 20: The Hellenic Republic
If things had gone to plan, I'd be well on my way to Silifke on the south cost of Turkey by now, ready to take the ferry over to Cyprus…
DAY 19: Doesn’t Mean You Have To Like It
My alarm went off at 5am.I turned it off. I had paid 70 bastard euros for this room, for €17.50 an hour I expect at least a tummy rub. The…
DAY 18: The Tragedy of Bari
Today was the day. Today was the day that would make or break The Eurodyssey Challenge.If I was to stand any chance of setting this Guinness World Record I had…
DAY 17: The Malteser
I'm always going to find waking up on a train exciting. It's just the way I'm programmed. And yet this morning's awakening included the extra excitement of waking up on…
DAY 16: 500 Metres To Popesville
We began the new month in high spirits as the bus crossed over the border into Croatia just after 3am and trundling through Croatia via Zagreb in no time at…
DAY 15: Yugo Slow Show
After yesterday's somewhat unexpected blitz through a quite frankly staggering number of countries, today we arose from our slumbers as we arrived in Podgorica, the capital of Montenegro, early enough…
DAY 14: Uncle Bulgaria’s Tartan Funbags
After a few hours sleep, Cricket and I were UP AN' AT 'EM for the 0522 from Bazau to Bucharest, arriving in good time for the early bus to Sofia…