Bussin’ to Belgrade
Mary Murphy
December 7, 2010
I’m sitting here in a my hotel room in Belgrade, looking at myself in the mirror as I type (yes, I touch type). I have
I’m sitting here in a my hotel room in Belgrade, looking at myself in the mirror as I type (yes, I touch type). I have
You just never know what you’ll find in this city. You think you have it sussed. You think you know your streets. And then, you
There’s shopping. And then there’s shopping. And then there’s Ecseri and Petőfi and Keleti and the other flea markets in Budapest, each one better than the
In victory deserve it; in defeat need it. So said Winston Churchill of the great elixir that is champagne. Mind you, he had a thing
An invitation any night of the week is likely to land me anywhere! Sometimes I’ll have been there before, like the great Gypsy Jazz night
I have a fascination with bridges. When I was in college in Dublin, I would take the bus back up to the city on a
No matter where in the world you go racing, you’ll always see style. Derby day in Budapest was certainly no different. What was missing was
Every Wednesday morning for the last eight weeks or so, I have been wandering through the 8th district, at the Kálvin tér end… on Múzeum
