Hey Gang,
Well after Salzburg I took the train directly to Rome as someone I spoke to said that Venice wasn't worth visiting, that the canals were smelly and the food was only slightly better than La Porchetta.
After a few quick pics I then headed over to Barcelona, missing out on Monaco, and the south coast of France. Again, I took a few pics, took in some bull fighting and some Tapas and I was off on the train again.
I decided that I wasn't that interested in the Bordeaux region of France (after all - who really likes wine?) and journeyed straight to Paris, home of the Louvre, the Moulin Rouge and Jacques Cousteau. I ate a few croissants and drank Parisienne beer, which strangley only came in red or white varieties...
And... fortunately for me, Ben and Kath knew how much I was missing not seeing their newborn baby so, in a gesture of incredible sacrifice, they bought Poppy an airline ticket so that she could meet me in Rome and continue with me on my travels (which is why she is featured so heavily in this blog). Unfortunately the conversation was very limited so after we got to Paris we boarded the first flight home and arrived in sunny Melbourne.
Amazing as it was to take in Italy, Spain and France in a few short days and to have a travelling companion - I am glad I'm back!
P.S. As I was travelling so quickly I had to take my own toilet with me. Here's the model I used.
A bit warm on hot days, a bit cool on cold days, it proved very draughty and didn't provide much privacy...