An Obuda connect

After a couple of days of walking up, down and among the better known sights of Budapest, I felt like going old-school and borrowed a BIG map from the friendly front desk guys at the Budget Hostel Budapest. Traced my finger along the length of the river Danube and decided to check out what was…

Remembering Lofoten

I arrived in Norway, In the fishing village of Å, to what I imagined were Arctic winds. They were ruthless and cut right through to my bone and yet, everywhere I looked, was beauty that thawed my heart. If I could, I would fly to Lofoten, because Norway calls me back.