Flight Horizon: experience

Here's the lowdown. I have just returned, remarkably still alive, from an incredible trip through Croatia, Bosnia, Serbia and Greece. A lone ranger of a best friend, complete with an entirely unprecedented mohican, decided to plan, fund and stick by this daring trip by my side.

James Rothney. The man who made the bold move to hit the road with me.

In the weeks before our departure, we heard often that seventeen was too young to be undertaking such a trip. Perhaps we would be mugged, murdered, or, worst of all, unable to book accommodation.

Yet here we are, safely home.

A strong element preventing people from realizing their potential to see the world outside their front door is fear. Fear of the unknown, of leaving their steady financial bubble, of the types of people they will encounter in certain destinations.

Here is a guide for young people wanting to visit new places for themselves. A guide which could help you to become fearless.

This section is home to some vital tips I wish someone had talked us through prior to the big journey. Often crafted through unfortunate personal experience, these pointers will ensure you have a safe and satisfying adventure, without making the same mistakes as us!

• Don't trust train timetables and routes planned in advance online. The information you get about European rail transport on the internet is often misleading, especially in Central and Eastern Europe, where funding for railway maintenance is seemingly almost non-existent, and much less of a damn is given about your convenience.

Seriously, only trust the information you get at the train station itself. Or you'll end up like us:

•In need of a night out and lacking funding? Simply strapped for cash? Save yourself a considerable amount on feeding yourself by grabbing something a little lighter on your savings. James and I found that some winning budget options include:

Instant rice, noodles, and pasta are easy to make, quick to cook and seemingly cheap everywhere.

Croatian bakeries are renowned for their delicious budget food. The man depicted was fined for giving away free bread..

Bakeries not only offer an interesting variety of delicious local foods, but also cost a considerable amount less than eating out at a restaurant. Individual pizza slices, huge and at around 50p a pop, were the way forward when trying to keep a close eye on funds in Croatia.

Hostel Kitchens actually contained enough communally available ingredients to rustle up a decent meal without having to spend a penny. Just scour the cupboards and hope it's yours to take!

•Staying safe is essential as a young tourist. Your risk taking reputation is seen by some as an easy target for taking advantage of. So, when hooking up with people you don't know already, make sure you have a public meeting place to avoid running into getting trouble. Ultimately, taking this precaution means that you won't feel under threat whilst mixing with others abroad.

A couple of these guys wanted to chill out with us in Serbia, so we arranged a public meeting place at Belgrade Arena. Check out the evening we had over there!

•Before entering any country for any length of time, know the conversion rate. This will help you budget, and ensure you avoid being ripped off, as we were by a Macedonian taxi driver who managed to make us withdraw £210 of Macedonian Denar for a journey he offered at £50.

Never trust these tricky individuals when you're travelling. Not that I'd let a personal vendetta influence the advice..

Here are some memorable moments from our underaged venture through Eastern Europe.

Night Train Supernova
My first ever night train was a mesmerizing and unusual experience. It was just two days after landing at Zagreb airport and beginning the fearsome feat of going out alone into Eastern Europe. Already hungry for more adventure, we found ourselves leaving the rugged charm of Zagreb behind for the allegedly more relaxed and easygoing beach setting of Split.

The journey time shouldn't have been anywhere near nine hours. However, with an average train speed speculated by a local shopkeeper to be around 35 km/h, we would have to work with what we had.

Opting to keep ourselves safe from bag snatchers, James and I chose to sleep in four hour shifts. I was quite content with drawing the sunrise slot. It meant I could stay awake and marvel at the dawn with my headphones firmly on a perfect playlist for the moment.

The sleepless nature of a nine hour night train journey allowed for glimpses of rare beauty through the Croatian mountains caught between Zagreb and Split.

Just as the sun crept it way over the mountains, "Champagne Supernova", an Oasis classic, chose just the right time to narrate a perfect little moment, established as the warm hue of the sun spilled its way over the mountaintops and out into the dull blue canvas of an early morning sky.

Balcony Bliss

See above for the sublime rustic surroundings to our hostel balcony in Split, Croatia.

An unexpected rule of thumb was established by James and I on our travels - if a hostel has a balcony, you're going to have a smashing time there. Our balcony in Sarajevo was jam-packed with beers, cockroaches, and a vast array of great characters such as this creative rapper , However, the balcony revellers in Hostel Ana, Split, are the most memorable.

I'd give an arm to once again spend time chatting and drinking beers in the cooling shade of the canopy with the seemingly endless network of family that own the hostel. Not to mention some of the open minded and unanimously party-loving crowd of various visitors. People we spent hours just kicking back and enjoying the scenery with include:

Marco: Finnish maverick with definite weak spot for women, and who owned the world's first mobile phone to come with a camera while working for Ericsson. Ended up coming with us to Bosnia and Serbia!

Pedro: Self-professed Brazilian Badboy living in London. Constantly cracking jokes, a really hilarious and genuine guy who won't hesitate to make fun out of anything possible.

Matilde, Marie and Marue: Trio of bubbly French girls who always seemed to have bought every ingredient the supermarket had to offer for their mealtime picnics.

Costa Rican Freddie: Hilarious guy who we spent several hours hanging out and having a deeply interesting political conversation with very late at night, before he proudly announced around 4am that there was a local girl texting him claming that she was waiting for a quickie. I've never seen a man leave more promptly in my life!

Last Man Standing

After spending an evening drinking our hostel's own supply of Rakija (a concentrated spirit), it felt right to settle down for a rare snooze. Yet the night had other plans for me, and after some crafty convincing from a Parisian girl called Marie, it was time to head out for yet another night. Sneaking our way onto one of the floating clubs based on the Belgrade danube, we were treated to a night of heavy (if obnoxiously loud) house music and a continuous flow of drinks.

Belgrade is home to some cracking nights out clubbing.

Although some of our group ventured back to the hostel, a fantastic four emerged victorious over the club closing time. We kept on dancing on the danube deck outside to the distant echo of more hardcore venues which allegedly kept going until 9am.

During our continuous partying on the Danube's banks, we noticed that this guy looked lost and confused. He kept offering to drive the girls home, before asking us if we had a car he could use! We agreed to some snaps with the poor bloke.

As the sun rose over the bridge that had guided us on our way to the clubs, we met other revellers still desperate to dance who continued to join our seemingly endless circle of movement well into the morning after the night before. Belgrade's skyline was the perfect backdrop to our own personal rebellion against closing times.

Appreciating the view. Nothing new there.

Making our way back to the hostel well into the following morning. A beautiful, crisp day for it too!

Here we have a list of everything obtained free of charge during our trip. If you are an adventurous type, you too can take advantage of the fact that the best things in life are free!

Sam Three hefty chunks of complimentary restaurant bread. Fed lovingly to an alarmingly large flock of hungry pigeons.

This particular feat made me feel like Robin Hood, so I made sure to continue the tradition of 'bread borrowing' every time restaurant staff had their back turned throughout the holiday.

James Sketchy use of someone else's shampoo left unattended in the showers of our Zagreb hostel.

Sam Impressively shaped large beer mug, actually a gift from a flustered bar worker who wanted to convince us to leave so that she could close the premises for a night.

James Asked to keep a Mythos beer branded ashtray to a Greek kebab shop owner, who was clearly amused by the request and gave James a brand new one free of charge.

Both Night in a hotel room! No, we didn't do a runner, but owners of a hotel in Thessaloniki were convinced we had already paid our room fee for the night. This never occurred.

Sam Meal in a Greek sandwich restaurant. Again, the manager insisted that James had already paid for my food and that I should start eating before it went cold. No money had exchanged hands.

Many thanks for reading! Make sure to stay tuned, I'll be making more posts for young people who want to craft their own adventures.

I am sorry it's been so long since you've been treated to a post. I have been occupied with fulfilling travel duties to write about, and cramming in revision along the way. Nevertheless, I am back, and can assure you that it is with a venegence.

It's certified madness how you can come away from doing something you expected to be interesting at most, and have your outlook on life permanently tweaked, changed even.

Yet here I am, just 888 km away from the scene of the crime (yes, I actually checked the distance between Maidstone and Montpellier), and I feel not only like a better person, but also a more versatile adventurer.