We arrived in Siena later in the evening, having been completely consumed by San Gimignano. It is as unlike Vienna as a city could possible be. Cramped, twisting, all mostly of bare brick, it is the opposite of Vienna’s grand…
Two Towns of Tragedy (and Love). And Parma.
Verona. Well first of all, our apartment was located 50 metres from Juliet’s apartment, but unlike Juliet we didn’t have a balcony. However, I did meet my Romeo for the next few days. I suppose I could get into all…
The Highway on My Way
The gods of traffic must have been with us on the longest leg of the trip from Prague to Vipiteno, because apart from 20 minutes spent in a queue on the Pilsen highway, we miraculously avoided all other jams… and…