“I had had a bellyful of travelling ... I wanted to arrive.”
The Great Railway Bazaar by Paul Theroux, p. 378
From the bus station at Belgrade, capital of Serbia I caught a coach to Zagreb, the capital of Croatia, a journey between two states that were also arch enemies. Both have been the victims and agents of ethnic cleansing not only during the Second World War (Croatian Fascists, the Us... Read Full Entry
I started this travel blog, firstly to avoid sending out over-long group emails updating everybody on my travels. You know, the ones where you feel slightly snubbed by the impersonal nature of, “Hey, everybody! (but to no one in particular)”. I thought a blog would be fun way to update folks, avoid a dreaded travel diary and would hopefully combine second-rate-misanthropic travel journalism with exquisitely amateur photographs. Et Voila!
Soon after I hit the road, however, I procrastinated and struggled to write things-up as esteemed travel-writer Pau... full info