where the ground comes to an end

We spend our first night in Bulgaria by the Vidin – Lom road. A mowed grassy spot right by the fence of something that looks like a summer house. I help with pitching the tent with a heavy heart – we’re surrounded by dogs’ barking, echoing in the night. I literally shiver with fear as…

something like a travelogue: gernik + eibenthal

Day Two I don’t think there are a lot of travelogues online about the Czech villages of Banat. On one hand this thrills me but on the other it burdens me with the responsibility to describe something more than my personal experiences there. I’ve noticed that the posts in my blog which don’t contain personal…

something like a travelogue: setting off + timișoara

Day One As always, we don’t set off exactly on time. I have put Juley to sleep in the usual way and I’m now taking him outside. Of course he wakes up. There’s little space in the car. I try to ignore that fact. Here are Lukáš’s parents, without whom we wouldn’t have been likely…