Le Boutique Hotel Moxa
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- Continental Breakfast
- Free High-Speed Internet
- Room service
- Business Services
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... via a scenic route that was recommended to us. Perhaps they were taking the ****.
Total distance travelled was about 240kms. First 60 or so were fine on a mixture of country roads. Then things started to deteriorate. The last 80kms into the city were road works with traffic lights and single lane and gravel. At least it was only 36 degrees. We took to crashing red lights and passing in the roadworks, which sounds dangerous but it wasn’t. Those ...
... come in with his geometric-patterned backpack, sit down across from me, and proceed to smile wordlessly. At one point he pointed to me; I told him my name, then he told me what I assume was his. Then he smiled again for about two minutes before I finally laid back down, hoping he would go away. He always did, eventually and with no warning. He came, he sat, he smiled, he left. And then a few hours later, he would return. After a few repeat incidences, he evidently decided ...
... countries in my lifetime. Kind of an arbitrary number and goal, but one that I managed to stick to and actually accomplish. Random as it might have been, there was nothing easy about achieving that goal and, I have to say, it is something I’m proud of.
Consequently, yet another big outing is wrapped up. This will likely be my last travel blog as I have grown somewhat weary of the long trips and the ‘tick-box traveling’ I've been doing ...
... we exchanged email addresses. They emailed John as soon as they got home. They were very sweet and were genuinely concerned about my own sickness. You might already know that John and I are always on the look-out for the "Idiot of the Day". The idiot usually turns out to be an American. Well, we have two candidates for Idiot of the Cruise which we identified on the first day – both Americans. As the cruise went on, ...
... br> Stepping out of Bucharest’s main airport, we were greeted by a large bearded (and smelly, it has to be said) old-ish man who seemed intent on helping us and teaching us our first words of Romanian. He helped us understand the bus system, which is really quite logical and efficient. Buy a ticket at the booth outside, swipe it against the oyster-reader type machine on the clean and comfortable bus and wait for the electronic sign at ...