Why Rome gave me the shits

I’m sorry Rome, it wasn’t you, it was me. Actually it wasn’t either of us, it was the hordes of self absorbed idiots descending …

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Romanian Roadtrip – Part 4

There’s 106 miles to Sighisoara, we’ve got a full tank of gas, half a pack of cigarettes, it’s dark out, and we’re wearing sunglasses. Well, actually…..we loaded up the Dacia Logan and headed east toward Sighișoara, along the (by now) good old E60.

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Remember that bar in Krakow?

It was the middle of the day, and it looked anything but inviting. I can’t recall how we even came to cross the threshold. But taking a chance on a bar often pays off big time.

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