After hurtling ourselves out of Montenegro as fast as we could, we landed back in Dubrovnik, to feast at Nishta’s (which means ‘nothing’ in Croatian, as Croatians chirp that vegetarian food offers ”nothing’,’ seeing that Balkan cuisine
It feels like weeks have gone by, yet its only been days. Time moves slowly when you’re hopping on and off trains, boats and buses. Jay and I have cleared a lot of land. Our
Our last night in Lviv was a late one, complete with a meal in an underground bunker, celebrating the spirit of the Ukrainian resistance army and culture. It was a tightly packed, smokey cellar, with
Well well well, this jet lag is just brutal. The thought of hopping on a midnight train and sleeping in the rocking compartments doesn’t give me quite as much comfort as I’d like. You know
Essentials…my whole backpack will be filled with them, essentially…but there are a few items that top my list (including three fat books, hand mixed Clary Sage and Sweet Orange hand lotion and Cliff bars coming
