The Finns (and the Aussie)

Our impromptu posse :)

We'd been heading to Albania, but had to cancel this particular convoy.

So we decided to use the ferry anyway and go to see Monte Carlo.

But first, we were going to meet an Australian girl who'd been abandoned by her friend while back-packing: in Paris. On her birthday!

We arranged to meet at the base of the Eiffel Tower. And we did!

It turned out that she'd been fine though; rescued by some nice Finnish folks from her hostel.

We ended up following them around the Netherlands instead — partly because of a festival, I seem to recall.

Also caught a great festival in Paris, had lunch bought for us by the chief of police (in person), and also went to see Milosovich in Den Haag and met (and hung out and travelled with) the marvellous youth wing of the Dutch Socialist Party!