So spending the extra couple of bucks on a sleeper car was probably not worth. Probably. We got on the train and after an issue with other people in our cabin we went to the dining car for a beer. Then it became and an issue of: the more we drink then the more we drink. After a few stops, more party people began to come in and it became an issue of: the more we party then the more we party. Music was playing. Dancing was involved. As were some illicit materials. A french guy hit on JD....or he was just being french. JD neither hit on him nor hit him. Cultural courtesies were involved. We apparently drank the cart out of booze. Except for the white wine, but we were only a bottle shy of that. Met some very cool people and we all managed to party into the wee hours. After, it was probably a good thing thing we had the sleeper cabin.
Our first, innocent beer. Little did we know it would turn into this:
And this:
And this:
That was our dining cart host Yuri. And that's our new french friend Mathilde dancing on the table next to him
We've since made it to our hostel, rested, recouped and ate. Tomorrow we will see what Bucharest is all about. And keep a lookout for Gypsies. Can't Wait.
Stay Awesome my friends
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