I’m back from Romania, about 32 hours in transit. I shouldn’t, morally, count hanging around in Vienna for 8 hours with friendly locals who knew the places to get wine (thank you Gina, and hi from Australia!), but since it was part of my 48 hour "no sleeps only a few short naps" marathon I guess I have to. Six hours of sleep later, I am vaguely alive. Exciting stories of being sick in Romania later.