So Etyek had been hovering at the edges of my consciousness for quite some while as that place next to Budapest where wine buffs go on sophisticated outings along some sort of picturesque trail, and after long minutes, hours, days spent carefully rotating the divine beverage first in their glass and then along their palate…
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Six Cats of Zakynthos
Breakfast Cat, feline in residence of Argasi’s Family Inn hotel and bar. General traits: dignified demeanour, underlined by a gracious but insistent limp: I am wounded, help me, minion. Will materialize out of nothing like a Hellenic Cheshire cat at the first clink of a plate in the morning. Food of preference: bacon, ideally dislodged…
The Incompetent’s Guide to Greek Cuisine: Zakynthian Holiday Part Three
This should be the Bourdain/Ramsay style foray into the culinary wonders of Greece, only I can’t cook for the life of me, and would probably be the kind of person who in Ramsayian terms summons a demon instead of making soup. Also, my favourite local dish is chicken souvlaki and I have an undeniable propensity…
Life is a Beach- Zakynthian Holiday Part Two
I found it very odd that the promotional plastic bags of Zakynthos (every even moderately touristy location should obviously have its own promotional bags) affectionately call it the Island of Culture. Perhaps it’s the already mentioned ubiquitous presence of Dionysios Solomos permeating the island air, for otherwise Zakynthos is probably one of the least cultural…
The Isle of Alexis the Great- Zakynthian Holiday Part One
Having gotten over our failed sailing project, it’s time now for the practicalities of this most tentative of Zakynthos guides, and we’ll start with the beginning, namely how to get there and around once you’ve arrived. Ensconced in the greenery above Laganas bay lies Zakynthos’s understated airport affair, going by the official name of Dionysios…
A Very Greek Odyssey: How We Went to Zakynthos and Saw Everything but Shipwreck Beach
The choice of Zakynthos itself as our destination was a bit of map bingo- I here kind of like to imagine myself actually throwing darts at a giant map of Greece, see where they land, but with my aiming skills that’d probably be Benghazi, Libya and for the time being let’s say I’d rather not…
Two Days Disturbing Cats in Nicosia
Since our stay in Cyprus was short but sweet, we did not get the chance to fully delve into its intricacies, of which there are many, particularly so if you take into account its size. It is however the third largest island in the Mediterranean (after Sicily and Sardinia, if you insist to know) and…
A Day at the Beach
I am quite conflicted when it comes to the pleasures of spending a day, and particularly more in a row, at the beach. The first time I planned for a real beach holiday, as in not the high school trip style stay, which was more about bars visited in the dead of night, cheap food…
Lost in Montparnasse
As already mentioned in this, let me fancifully call it ’Paris series’, for Paris is in many ways such a fanciful place itself, I am not your number one expert when it comes to navigating the city. And the epitome of my being confused about Paris has always been Montparnasse. Irrespective of which metro station…
Eger for the Clueless
The reason why I do not travel around Hungary based on throwing darts at the map is that a) I do not have a wall sized map of the country, and b) even if I had it, the dart would probably land off the map anyways, and after some convoluted calculations I would figure out…
Pocket Diary Budapest 