Getting to da baths

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Trying to find the 74.

Ticket machine doesn’t work- we’ve paid for them though. We are getting them.

The ticket man helps and I use google translate- he makes them magically appear after he sticks his hand the whole way up the machine.

CANNOT FIND THE 74.

It’s not a metro, it’s a tram.

We wander to find it. It’s hot.

We ask a bus tour man and it’s literally right next to us and there ready to go- we run.

The bus driver could literally not give too tosses if we have our tickets. After all that I’m going to show him anyway.

To the baths we go. Buzzing.

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Hey hey, all that actually read this. In short, I love to write down how I’m feeling and what I’m up to. The plan is to talk a bit about interialling and to be honest just generally whatever comes into my head. I’m keen to look back on this as memory for me too as I am unbelievably excited to travel and want to treasure it. Also, I’m writing this for the sake of Millie and Catherine. If you know me well I speak really loud and a lot, so this is a place for me to vent when they simply cannot take my chat anymore and my way of keeping the peace during our month together. So yeah that wasn’t actually that short. Here we go.

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