Arend the bus driver - the sexiest Dutchman I've ever known!
The Mexicans playing table soccer at bar #1 of the pub crawl
The final dinner - Leo, Me, Susy and Tomas
From there, it was time to head home. Trav and I caught the train the very next morning, but not before some tears were shed in the corridor on the way out. We headed to Frankfurt and grabbed the nearest hotel. Dinner was in the local Irish Pub and I demolished some fish and chips.
The flight home was quite fast an uneventful and it was back to work the next day. I was dead in the ass and wanted to go back...
Next stop... Sweden... Hong Kong... Mexico... Malaysia...?
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