Yes in my back yard
Mary Murphy
June 10, 2012
The developers must die a little inside each time they see this community garden on Nagytemplom utca. Smack in the middle of the Corvin Sétány
The developers must die a little inside each time they see this community garden on Nagytemplom utca. Smack in the middle of the Corvin Sétány
I’ve been craving fish and chips. Real fish and real chips – hand-cut. Actually, given a choice, I’d even be so specific as to say
One of the many things that make Berlin interesting is the juxtaposition of old and new. Streets in the city are lined with alternate old
Before last week, what I knew about Berlin would have fit on the back of a milk carton. Think Berlin – think the wall. Visiting
It’s a testimony to German efficiency that a market spanning two city blocks can be set up and taken down every day. The transition from
It seemed as if there were two cities. One that I could touch and feel. Another that I only caught the occasional glimpse of. A
Berlin never struck me as a city that would be particularly colourful. When I think of colour and cities in the same sentence, I think
In 1942, Malta was the most bombed place on Earth. This small island strategically placed between Italy and North Africa, was a British military base
When I think Czech Republic, I think Prague. I did spend a couple of days in Kralupy once but that hardly qualifies as having seen
I spotted this church down a side street as I hit upon downtown Valtice. I have trawled the Internet looking for some information and have
