Londonlove

Tumblr and Pinterest are filled with the major inspirational quote of how Paris is always a good idea, which might even be the case, but I have come to the laboured conclusion that London is just better. Or it’s maybe the English major speaking in me, who when faced with Trafalgar square for the first…

The Unsuspected Isle-Corfu

The plumbing is still somewhat eccentric, Zeus occasionally gets upset and sends in a storm, even the cheapest wines are alright, feta tastes like feta and olives taste like olives and you realize how extraordinary that actually is, by some miracle people generally survive giant buses maneuvering on really narrow streets, Turkish coffee is transfixed…

Sleepy Island in the Sun: Ráckeve

So I finally snapped into action regarding my let’s check where the other HÉVs are going plan and took H6 to its final stop in Ráckeve, some 30 kilometres south of Budapest’s city limits, on Csepel Island. First things first, after more than ten years of living here, it finally dawned on me that the…