Lost in Europe (and Found in a Box)
The interrailing diaries
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My first experience of travelling without my parents was a three-week interrailing trip around Europe with my two school friends, Macki and Damian (yes, the same Damo who claims his grandma invented banoffee pie). It was September 1998, the summer after my first year of university. We were 19.
I knew I had kept a diary during the trip but thought it had …