There is always something surreal about our trip.
The Alvin, Queenie and April 5-week Europe gipping.

The gal with the red suit case is in absolutely no position to comment on the survival skills in Europe for 5 weeks.
She practically let people take care of her.
For this (and all that), she is very grateful and feels so fucking lucky.

The only things she knows about survival are:
1) Bring your euros to Europe instead of leaving them in HK

2) Take your good friends who are trust worthy and kind. Would look after you even when you were drunk and still stayed with you when you were sober but acted all weird