The first thing that struck me about Buchenwald was the sheer ordinariness of it. No medieval castle dungeons here. Dripping dank water, atmospherically, down ancient stone walls. Just some squat, grey, featurless walls, a long wire fence, and a big open space dotted...
Our day in Sibiu had been our fourth in Romania, and it was time to think about making our way onwards to Hungary. I had checked the map for a route through to Poland and Auschwitz. There were many ways to go, but our time was limited, and I was keeping roughly to the...
The day is Saturday the 28th of September, and Iggy the Hymer motorhome is sitting at a slant, across from the park in Sibiu, Romania. ( 45.796975, 24.157754 ) The morning sun is bright through the blinds, and I type quickly, trying to jot down the events of the...
It will be a short post tonight as I write from Iggy in a rain soaked campsite just outside Curtea de Arges in Romania. ( 45.169082, 24.661836 ) Today has been one of those days that happens from time to time when travelling. A day when not a lot really happens. But...
It is six o’clock in the morning of Thursday 26th September, and a crazy itching in my hand has driven me out of bed. Iggy has spent the last two nights beside the lovely Parcul Tineretului in Bucharest ( 44.404360, 26.109427) and the cooler weather of the last...
A Broken Fuel Pump – Downtime in Serbia 7 a.m. on Saturday the 14th of September and I flopped out of Iggy’s drop down bed a bare two hours after I fell asleep. The man from Bosch was due to run the diagnostics test on Iggy in one hour, and I needed to...
