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Vidin, Bulgaria. Jerry and I were sick; our colds had gone into bronchitis, with bone-shaking coughs, especially Jerry’s, which kept waking him up at night. In Belgrade, I had suggested we not go on the bus tour but he would … Continue reading
The on-board library provided travel books and literature relevant to the area we were passing through. (I read their book of three stories by Mor Jokai, 20th century–just barely–Hungarian novelist). The TV in each room, at least for the … Continue reading
During the centuries of Turkish rule, Croatians learned to disguise their cathedrals inside buildings that were plain and unrecognizable as churches so they would not be shut down or destroyed. The Church of St. Peter and St. Paul is in … Continue reading
Every town had a public square (which wasn’t always square.) Most had quaint little cafes or shops around them. Flanking the Sternplatz in Wurzburg, near the fountain with the statues of the nymph and the satyr (faun), was a very … Continue reading
Obligatory windmill shot–but I think I got one with a nice feel to it. Our first stop, Kinderdijk (“Tiny Hamlet”), was a grassy ridge–or at least that’s all we could see of it from where the Embla was attached to … Continue reading
5:30 AM Back in our room. Jerry is asleep again. I am still awake, not wanting to miss anything, although I can’t feel or see it. I see only a lightening sky, still threatening rain as it was all three … Continue reading