Hungarian Salami

“It was called Hungarian salami, but… Australian salami is not so good. We have all kinds of different ones but they all taste kind of the same.”
Pasti frowns and nods. “You must try some real Hungarian sausage…”

Borderland – Obernai, France

  We’re eastward-bound. After a very restful night at Gilles apartment in Strasbourg, he drops us off at the side of the highway.  Our objective is Frankfurt, but Gilles is dubious. “I don’t think you can get a ride here to Germany.  Here in Strasbourg everyone going to Germany just buys cigarettes and comes straight…

Super Hospitality – Mont-St-Michel, France

I feel like a pilgrim to a palace from Lord of the Rings. The island is completely covered in medieval stone structures, walled around with soaring battlements, and topped with a sky piercing spire adorned with a gilt statue like an angel. Sea birds circle the island, and here and there men are walking across the sand flats barefoot, with baskets, collecting shellfish…