(Was) It(’s)Only just a dream….

Exchange, Travel, University

Warsaw, Poland started out rough for me. I arrived late to find out that the hostel I TPQGE0168booked, just did not exist anywhere and when I went back on my Hostelworld.com bookings, the hostel no longer existed either. I tried calling and nobody would pick up. Here I was a 20 something, blonde Canadian girl standing on the streets of Poland feeling defeated. I only had WhatsApp to keep me connected with family, but I managed to call my mom from the streets of Poland, unsure of where to start. I can’t travel alone; but how could I really have these such thoughts. I’d just been to 6 countries before this in Europe itself and at the age of 20 something in my third year of University I flew 7 hours, 4043km from home alone and I managed to find my house with no address, no phone, just me and my 2 suitcases, so why now with a phone and my backpack could I not do it?

At almost 2am, when I felt as if there was nothing to do I stumbled upon Dream Hostel, I went in and asked the receptionist if they had a room for just one night, so I could sleep and regroup myself in the morning. He said yes, and I asked what the chances I could stay until the Monday were, he said of course. I got myself into bed and said I’d figure it all out in the morning. 

.albumtempI passed by reception again on my way out and the girl there told me that public transportation wasn’t going to work as normal because it was a holiday. She gave me all the information I needed to find myself through town and told me to come back if I had any questions.

Screen Shot 2018-04-28 at 2.16.18 PMAfter a day out in the city (it was three kings day – just look that up if you’ve never heard of it) I was exhausted and headed back and up to the 4th floor bar. The girls at the bar were the sweetest, Honka (IG: lichonn) spent a few hours talking with me about my travels and the “hot boy” that she was in dire need to meet. She may be the bartender but we laughed like backpacking friends!

.albumtempMy friend flew in from Iceland the night after me and the hostel was able to accommodate him without a booking as well, in the same room as me for the full duration of the rest of our stay. 


Warsaw, 55 Krakowskie Przedmieście str.

It was honestly in one of the best locations yet, I’ve travelled to many countries now, and most hostels claim to be 0.3 km from the city centre or relative to that, but in reality they are much further than expected to be. I lucked out at Dream, it was on my main street and only a 3 minute walk to Old/New Town.


Under the bed lockers are a deposit, when I arrived I didn’t have any local currency on me, but I was able to give 10 Euros for the deposit for the key.

All beds have privacy curtains, as well as personal lights and plugs beside the headboard which is a huge plus since you’re sharing a room with 2-8 different people!

If my heart ever takes me back to Poland, it’ll land me here to sleep!


In safe travels,


Meg xx

The Good, The Okay, The Bad and The Ugly about Traveling


London Phone BoothI set out on a 35 day trip around Europe, some with my Best friend and some alone for the Christmas Holidays on my year abroad. Leading up to it I was nothing but excited and as it got closer I was a bit nervous to spend 2.5 weeks alone, but I knew this was the best adventure I could set out on, what I didn’t know and wasn’t ready for was everything that came in the first week. Let me come back to that though. I arrived in London and in 6 hours we hit all the highlight spots. I was lucky enough to be there on the day of changing of the Guards, and then we raced around to see the London Eye, The London Bridge, Big Ben and of course a Telephone Booth. We flew out to Germany that night and this is where things went down hill. Germany is Catholic, and because of that they completely shut down for Christmas. I mean everything, except the Indian restaurants on the street corners. So there wasn’t much to do at all in Germany. German PretzelsLuckily we had met two girls from New Zealand who were staying until Christmas Eve and then heading to Salzburg, Austria and they invited us to join them for Christmas Day. Our trip started to look up again. salzburg was amazing and everything was open; attributed to a cultural difference our Christmas Day didn’t suck as much as it could have. In Boxing Day we flew out to Amsterdam, Netherlands and even though it rained for the only full day we were in Amsterdam, we made the best of it and walked through the city, seeing all the big highlights on our list. Weather is something completely out of our control and very unpredictable so we just went with it. It’s rained our entire time in Belgium so far, but we’ve made the best of it. We haven’t let it stop us from taking in what each country has to offer us and seeing all the highlight spots on the list. So you’re wondering then, what is the “ugly” part of travelling. For me it’s the perforated ear drum I acquired while on flight from Trinidad to London. When i landed in London I just thought my ear hadn’t fully popped yet and I was doing everything I could to get it to pop. It popped a bit during one of our days in Germany but then became clogged again. AustriaIt popped again on the flight from Germany to Amsterdam, but as soon as we landed it felt the same as before. I’ve never been in such pain in my life before. I finally saw an urgent ENT doctor in Belgium, what an unexpected hit to the bank account that was, but thank goodness for travelling insurance and immediately from one look he knew something was wrong. He said I’m lucky the perforation has started to heal itself but I still have blood and fluid behind my middle ear. Amsterdam Clog.jpgMy necks started to become stiff and I’m feeling quite sick. So what does that mean now because my trip has barely started, well he’s nervous for me to fly. In fact he said for my health and safety he wouldn’t recommend it. He wanted me to stay in Belgium, but that just wasn’t ideal for me. So I’ve started to contact airlines and accommodations to get refunds on my travel arrangements so that I can book a return back to school as soon as possible and unfortunately call my trip quits 8 countries early. Silvius BelgiumIt was one of the most devastating things I’ve ever experienced and certainly not what I wanted to hear, but my health and safety are the most important and another time I’ll have to find more time to come back to Europe to finish my trip off where I leave it.



In travels,