The summer holidays are about to begin and although I ought to be happy that I don’t have to travel with the crowds, the holiday mood of these days is infectious. I catch myself day-dreaming about Mediterranean beaches and Italian ice cream, seized by a tiny little monster called holiday envy.
Is it okay to invite yourself to a wedding out of curiosity? I did so and I went to Bulgaria for one weekend, some wild group dances, and a few glasses of Rakia.
Sofia in June. I fell in love with you, in June. I couldn’t help it. They’ll understand once they have seen your beauty, I’ll show them photos and they’ll all come. They’ll all fall in love with you and they’ll come back like me. You’ll never be ignored anymore, Vienna of the east.
Traveling is not only expensive. It is also dangerous. Threat lurks in every city and on every of its corners. Tourists, the defenseless victims of organized crime, get caught in its traps like flies. Safety is a utopia! Isn’t it?
Due to the eruption of the Indonesian volcano Gunung Rinjani, Europe faced a year without summer in 1258. The eruption of Eyjafjallajokull in Iceland in 2010 brought European air traffic to a standstill. Whenever one climbs an active volcano, danger is omnipresent.
North Korea is the last white spot on earth. It lures travelers and explorers with the promise of adventure. The Pyongyang government actively promotes tourism to one of the most secretive and isolated countries of the world. But is it okay to travel anywhere – regardlessly?