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Today’s mission was to find the best ‘sabich’ in Tel Aviv. Sabich is a snack brought to Israel by Iraqi Jews and I was told it was worth waiting in line for. ***WARNING: this post contains pictures of my half-eaten food*** First task was to find the place, in a fairly non-descript place north of … Continue reading
It being Simchat Torah today, it has been a holiday in Israel so many shops and restaurants have been shut, including the snack places I’d scouted out for lunch. So, not expecting much, I went for a view rather than high quality. The little dishes I chose at Goldman right on the Mediterranean surprised me … Continue reading
I was heading out of Romania, to Serbia, with some apprehension, a little upset after two weeks mostly enjoying Romania. There was still so much I hadn’t seen: the Danube Delta, the Black Sea, Maramureş… The train hurtles at a scary 30mph along the valley. The carriages mostly still have cabins for six or eight … Continue reading
(So internet cafes haven’t been that accessible. And searching for them hasn’t been such a priority. So I have a lot to say, sorry). ***************** After the rigours of Bucharest and the routine of towns and museums and churches in the towns of Transylvnia, I wanted to head for the countryside, to see if the … Continue reading
Coming to Transylvania, I expected ‘Dracula’ to be everywhere. As I start to plan my last days in the region, I realise it isn’t the case at all. Here and there you see some souvenir of Vlad Ţepeş (Vlad the Impaler), but it’s minor, hidden at the back of the shop or the stall. No … Continue reading
One night in Braşov, I was sitting in the Auld Scots Pub, a theme pub of sorts where guys in Celtic and Scotland football shirts and girls in tartan miniskirts serve you London Pride, Strongbow and Wembley Gin. (Wembley Gin?! I love Brent but really! It reminds me of seeing t-shirts with ‘Hammersmith’ across northern … Continue reading
Romania seems to be full of rules. Having finshed my venison meal in the rain in Sinaia, I wandered on through the woods to Peleş Castle, the spectacular castle built by the first King of Romania in the late 19th century, considered by many the most beautiful castle in Europe. It is indeed beautiful. It … Continue reading
“Hello. My name is Emil and it is my pleasure to show you around the Palace of the People,” said our tour guide, finishing with a flourish. Forty of us had gathered to hear Emil at Ceacescu’s palace, which the dictator never lived to see in use. I know that it was forty, because Emil … Continue reading
“Very important,” the man serving breakfast said. “Très important, molto importante,” he said to other guests as they wandered into the dining room. What was so very important was to walk a couple of metres to the reception to get a signed coupon for breakfast. Who knows what chaos could ensue if the right coupon … Continue reading
Martin Tiedemann 