It’s been over a year since I waved goodbye to everyone I knew and plunged into the unknown. I had no idea what would happen, who I’d meet, and what I’d do along the way. All I had was a backpack, my first hostel reservation, and the knowledge that I’d be in France somewhere around August. I was 21 and in for the ride of a lifetime. Click me for more!
While I’m on the Luxembourg buzz, I might as well write about my day trip to Vianden. It went something like this:
“Oooh, there’s a famous castle? It only takes an hour to get there? Done!”