I woke up at 5,30 AM, ready to board my train to Göteborg central station and then off to Landvetter airport. Once I arrived at the station, I sat on a bench waiting for my train. At a certain point I heard the call of the wild, so it was time to find a toilet. And man did I find one! Yes, I had to pay a bit for it, but wouldn’t you pay to visit a toilet with a freaking FISHTANK with colorful, exotic fish inside? Unfortunately, I didn’t carry my camera with me because, you know, back in the day you did not just walk in a toilet with a photographic device. The first flight was pleasant, but in Budapest things started to go south pretty quickly. I wasn’t prepared to find Budapest’s biggest terminal to be so crowded that the queue for the security check actually started on the runway! I was going to miss my flight, so, despite being ashamed of myself, I started jumping the queue asking people to please let me pass. Not that I waited for their answers to do so. But it was to no avail, I missed the flight in the end. Luckily, a very helpful lady at the customer desk managed to validate my ticket for a flight to Bologna on the same day. So to Bologna I flew, where I managed to find a ticket for an Eurostar train (Frecciarossa’s granddad) and at around midnight I finally reached Milan, ending a 18 hours ordeal across Scandinavia, Eastern and Southern Europe. Well, if you endured both parts of my rambling, it’s time to be brave and write a comment below. Just remember to gather your party before venturing forth!