The Hills are Alive

The bus ride from Prague could have been enjoyable, there was even a bus stewardess offering coffee or tea, but all I wanted to do was sleep.  We made multiple stops along the way (smoke break? leg stretching? I'm not sure) which would have been appreciated during the day, but at 2, 3 and 4 am, not so much.  What was worse though is that when we arrived in Salzburg I had no idea where we were, okay sure my own fault for assuming Ariel figured it out, but being dropped at an abandoned parking lot at 5 am, on minimal sleep, was not my idea of fun. I felt stupid once we reached the city as catching the bus there was actually extremely simple, but my lack of sleep confused everything.

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