Since I’ve been blessed with the dubious gift of easily memorizing random and often useless data, I never had any trouble ingratiating myself with my geography teachers, who would let out the occasional satisfied sigh as I soldiered through the copper mines of central Romania, the capitals of lesser known states of Oceania or the…
Category: travel photography
The Meaning of Everywhere: Trieste
Jan Morris’s book about Trieste is entitled the Meaning of Nowhere, and since I am yet to read it, I cannot necessarily elaborate on why, nor can I disagree with anything therein contained. The only thing I can say for sure is that upon arrival in Trieste I felt something which is either the complete…
Barlove: Caffé San Marco
These days cities are awash with coffee shops, brew bars, specialty coffee houses and the likes, many of which function as so-called ‘coffices’, spaces where people engage in all sorts of mostly laptop based work alongside their espressos, flat whites and chatter. It would be pretty hypocritical of me to complain of such places…
Land of the Ridiculously Pretty: Bled and Bohinj
The search is finally over. I have now identified the easiest and in all likelihood most enjoyable job in the world: working for the Slovenian tourist board. Your typical day probably starts with idling into office to look at about ten dozens of equally stunning nature shots and finally choosing one while being well aware…
Gods, Aubergines and The Volcano- Sicilian Holiday Part Three
Some years ago I reached the breaking point where I had read about all the Scandinavian crime literature a sane human being can handle and decided to venture onto pastures new. Since Scandinavian poetry seemed to be somewhat taxing, I stayed with the crimes, but went for more sub-tropical ones, namely the books of Sicilian…
Eternal Confusion of the Infinite Bus- Sicilian Holiday Part Two
First things first: because we are inept travelers who love their pint or three of something, we generally skip the hire a car part, which, as you shall see, is particularly irksome in Sicily. This also implies that our mobility is somewhat limited by the quirks and whims of local transportation companies, and we therefore cover less of…
Into the South- Sicilian Holiday Part One
It might seem odd, but for a country which is, insert super useful info here, a peninsula, I had never associated Italy with the sea. Or, more precisely, the sea was never the first thing I associated it with, nor the second, and probably not even the tenth. Somewhere in my heart of hearts I…
Wienerwald is More Than a Forest
Some weeks ago I happened to find out that the Budapest railjet now arrives to Vienna’s Hauptbahnof instead of good old Westbahnhof- of course it does make sense to have international trains go to the central station of a capital city, but I could not help feeling stabbed in the back by Vienna’s careless…
Once Upon a Time in Anatolia
It has come to my attention that for some obscure reasons I totally failed at posting an account of our small tour of Cappadocia three years ago. Okay, I am being polite to myself here, the reasons aren’t all that obscure, I was just being lazy, which is something I really excel at. Nevertheless, in…
Berlin Photo Diary- Part Three
So I told you about the Himmel über Berlin (in one of those majestic mash ups your brain is sometimes capable of, I actually wrote Himbeer, which actually sounds exciting in a modern art kind of way) inspired ’atop the Quadriga’ perfect movie moment, here comes the ’atop the Siegesäule’ version. Incidentally, Siegesäule is another word which sounds…
Pocket Diary Budapest 