Well, also in Moldova there is Turkish and Turkish expressions. Don’t eat as though the Turks are approaching or are you Turkish or what? A concert the other night at Babyon met the band Babaloza. And in my mind he represented the classical prototypical Ottoman. And it brought a story to my mind. At some point the Ottomans (Moldova meets the Ottoman!) And here some story about the Ottoman. The Ottoman armies were at some point retreating thru my forest in northern Moldova where as growing up. Some five hundred years earlier of course. And as they were retreating some chronics (and /or legends) Continue reading →

Glancing inside Turkey hello everybody! This blog entry has been hastily written while on the so-called İstanbul Express, shortly after passing the Turkish border, at a somewhat weird hour like 6 a.m. Well, actually in this last blog İ’m dealing … Continue reading →

On the pic above couple #8 in Pécs: Ever enthusiastic Csaba and his shy ex- EVS Budapest based expat girlfriend Marion from Brittany merrily throning on industrial wooden pallets in their soon-to be-hostel on Erszsébet utca 16 while sharing linguistic … Continue reading →