From Zagreb I went down into Istra, the part of Croatia that was confiscated from Italy after 1945. My favourite location (as last time) was Dvigrad, a ruined village that was wiped out by the Black Plague many centuries ago.
From Berlin to Dresden to Zittau, then I walked across the borders into Poland and then Czech. I spent two nights in Liberec where it snowed copious quantities, dropping the temperature down to midwinter levels again.
A weekend in Brno graced with some of my favourite people envigorated me in time for another several days in sweet, dreary Budapest. When it snowed again I visited the legendary Syechenyi baths.
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