am nw in cluj with my fols - there happy here - im pretty drunk - i blame them

Well as i write this im in nomans land between serbia and romania, on posibly the oldest train in existence, it looks like the last time it had a refit- was sometime during the early era of Tito, with a toilet that Stalin may have used – no problems it has whisked me from Belgrade to the border fairly easily and with no stress, i have a Formica lined cabin to myself, which i availed myself of earlier for a little snooze, and i would be really comfortable if i wasn't melting into my leatheret seat at the rate of gallons per hour – its hot today maybe 37 and there is of course no A/C, i have a connection to make via Timisoara to get to Cluj at around 10pm tonight which delivers me into Cluj at about 5.30am!

I decided to skip the last day of exit – 7 days and nights of dancing in the past 12days have worn me out, decided that my bed was the best option after sleaping in till 4pm, popped out for dinner then watched before sunrise – beautiful film – just watched the sequal today – sadly not as good – but still worth checking out if you get the chance.

well i stayed up all night partied till dawn, felt great, now feel less than sub-human