This morning marked the first real tangible proof that this journey is just around the corner. Having scribbled something that doesn’t resemble my signature in any shape or form on a delivery man’s electronic notepad, I took delivery of my Interrail tickets.
I now have the ability to travel on just about any train I want to in Europe, most of which will be free of charge. At £613 the this luxury isn’t cheap, but when you consider that the Eurostar train I’m taking (and just booked OMG THIS IS ACTUALLY HAPPENING) would have normally cost me £179 alone, the tickets will soon pay for themselves, and then some.
So, to recap, I set off in six days, and I have no hotels booked, no foreign currency, and nothing is packed. But hey, I have the ability to ride to the Bulgarian mountains tomorrow if I want to.
(I don’t know if Bulgaria actually has mountains)