Travel Blogs from Budapest
... other than Thailand and
Bali. Especially when I didn’t ask for it.
The lady got off my back and tapped my shoulder and said “Roll over” I looked
up saw her for the first time she was mid 30s maybe, I was shocked and said
“What like on my side?” She smiled and said “No, Flip” I kind of sat there for
a second then as she seemed so innocent about it I followed the instruction. I
rolled over on ...
... at her glowing globe of where I’m from and will be going on this trip. She made her favorite meal with her mom that looks like a deliciously rich Spanish meal and I enjoyed a beautiful spinach soup with boiled eggs that I hope to make when I return home. And then mango sorbet for dessert J one of my favorites with strawberries. After dinner she made a glitter pen drawing from the literally brilliant gift my mom sent and I made her a necklace of my childhood sparkly ...
... which = 1.5 million visitors per year! So quite a busy wee place. (IF) when we docked in Durnstein we were next to an old model Avalon with its new name and colours. Another (IF) The abbey in Durnstein was founded in the early 1400's.
Time to stop as they have just announced that the next day event meeting and wine tasting is to start in 5 minutes- more on that in the next blog.
The remains of the abbey are up a wee hill so as we ...
... 8217;t sure where I was going, and which exact cities I would be in when. In Paris a few more things fell together – I found a cheap flight to the Balkans (Paris -> Pula) so I would be in Croatia. And I found a cheap flight from somewhere nearby-ish to Croatia back to Madrid (Budapest -> Madrid). So I had a starting and ending point for the time. I knew I wanted to see a bit of Croatia, so there’s where I started. I’d sort of hoped ...
... and miserable. And we asked ourselves "so why exactly do we always insist on walking miles and miles and miles in cities which have perfectly good and efficient transport systems?"
On our way to the meeting point, and the promised camera store, we stop by a coffee shop to purchase beverages to keep us going.
“What’s that place then?” Mr Fletche says.
“That big ...