Mamaia was a ritzy beach even in 1968, then largely colonised by loud Germans. It is a ten kilometre strand running north of Constanta with hotels, beach bars and “camping villages” – eat your heart out Frankie Howerd. It is considerably upmarket of Blackpool and nowhere near as bad as Sunny Beach, which is down … More Day 10: Constanta to Tulcea
I stayed in Craiova because it was en route to Bucharest, but stayed on to catch the Art Museum in the morning, since I had arrived too late to gain admission. This rococo, hundred-year old former palace had hosted royalty and a variety of historical events, including the signing of the Treaty of Craiova in … More Day 7: Craiova to Bucharest
On leaving Dachau yesterday, the German equivalent to Radio 3 – BR Klassik, which also plays full works unspoiled by ads – was playing a Mozart piano concerto, which caught perfectly my reflective mood. It was followed by a Vaughan Williams piece, and then by a Klezmer romp from the David Orlowsky Trio called ‘Happiness’. … More Day 4: Salzburg to Zagreb
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