17.09.2008 - 24.09.2008
Well, wouldn't you just know it. Less than a week after we had come home from the last trip, the stupid human packs his stuff and asks if i'm coming. "Coming Where?" says I, not unreasonably. "Europe", says it. "I have some things to do and people to see". To be honest, I was quite happy sitting at home catching up with some friends, but as my mother insisted I follow it everywhere to keep it out of trouble, I sighed, picked up my haversack and off we set again.
It was also muttering about boats, and that i might need to get used to boats. Boats? Me? Why? I'm an Elk for cripes sake. What use do I have for boats?? But in preparation, or some such, we headed to the continent via the Rødby - Puttgarden ferry, and luckily, I don't seem to get seasick.
By the following afternoon, we were passing through Budapest. Do I get time to see most of these places it goes to? Of course not. Barely minutes later and we were off to Cluj in Romania, where, most unsportingly, it enjoyed itself immensely for the weekend with a bevvy of Romanian beauties, leaving me to fend for myself. Did it ask if i wanted to spend time with some Romanian beauties? Of course not. It never thinks of *MY* needs, does it? I can see that Cousin Clive was most correct. This one will take some serious effort to look after.
By the time I was allowed to see a bit of Romania, we were in Timisoara, surrounded by dodgy looking folk and it was the ungodly hour of 5am on a Monday morning. THEN, oh yes, all of a sudden it wants me around., But not when there is fun to be had, oh no. Dratted Stupid Human.
We did at least spend a night in Ljubljana with some of its old friends, and he treated me to a quick tour of the city, before we shot through Austria and then even went through Munich at Oktoberfest time...
...without being allowed to drink. Honestly, you would have thought this Stupid Human didn't enjoy traveling with an alcoholic Elk.