A solo travel soliloquy

My tweet reads: “If someone had told me eight years ago not only would I travel, but I’d go alone and to far-off places, I’d have never believed them. At that point in my life just going to the supermarket was an ordeal. Still is at times. Morribobs or Korea? Umm let me see 🤣Continue reading “A solo travel soliloquy”

Cross country to Constanta

It’s another early start after a very heavy sleep.  Today I am taking the train half-way across Romania, from Bucharest to Constanta, a town on the Black Sea coast. It’s actually pronounced ‘Constanza’.  The T has a little accent underneath it.  Unfortunately I can’t get my keyboard to do one.  Apologies. Catching the train toContinue reading “Cross country to Constanta”

A Romanian Ramble

I am so knackered that my sleep feels deep but in reality it’s rather broken.  This is mostly because my room is like a furnace so I have to open the window, and given that I am staying in the middle of the Old Town, there are revellers doing a really good job of theirContinue reading “A Romanian Ramble”