So in the past two weeks I have been in London, the Netherlands, and now back to Budapest. All I can really say about my time is that the British immigration services are not interested in having me in their country, and that I have spent the last of my fortune and have no idea what I am going to do with myself. In the meantime I am renting an apartment in Budapest because I am tired and I am waiting to meet my parents in Greece in September and presumably go home.
Budapest is obviously amazing, and I spend most of my time drinking cheap wine and catching up on the past year in television shows. This is me doing Europe!
