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Bicycles belong in Hungary
Ruth: The Hungarian plains are the land of the bicycle. Not only is the area flat and well suited to riding, but everybody rides one. The more I looked around the small town we have been passing through the more I realized that the majority... Read More
The biggest biplane
Gordon: One of the delights of slow, self-propelled travel is the unexpected sights between the known ones. Today we had such an experience. We were poking along on a small road in the middle of nowhere when we spied an airplane in a field. "That's... Read More
Soviet Spa Experience
Ruth:No wonder the Ottomans were determined to possess this area, it's a geothermal gold mine. Every town we pass seems to have thermal pools. None of them anything like the ancient Ottoman one we visited in Budapest, but all promising a range of medical benefits... Read More
Across the Hungarian plains
Gordon: We have read that the Danube valley is not the most interesting area of Romania. As a result we made the decision to leave the Danube in Budapest and for the past two days we have been heading east towards Transylvania.The plains of Hungary... Read More
A True Rest day in Budapest
Ruth: I love Budapest. We have been enjoying the city and our little apartment just a few blocks from the Parliament on the Pest side of the river. After two busy days of walking, art museums and sightseeing, this afternoon we shifted fully into rest... Read More
59 years old and I still can’t keep up with him!
Yesterday was Gord's 59th birthday and I wanted it to be special so we cycled for sixty kilometres in steady rain. The forecast kept being revised throughout the day, pushing the time back on when the rain would actually stop. We were mostly up on... Read More
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Parrsboro
Ruth: It's wild blueberry season in Parrsboro.Parrsboro is located on the Nova Scotian side of the Bay of Fundy. It is the town where my... Read More
Springhill
Gordon: When I was growing up I was told that my great-grandfather had died in the mines at Springhill. I had heard of the "Springhill... Read More
Chiac in Shediac
Gordon: Much of our communication in the past 6 weeks has been in French. While neither of us is fluent, we both have an intermediate... Read More
Kouchibouguac National Park
Ruth: The ride from Miramichi to Kouchibouguac National Park was a straight flat road through scrubby forest, but without a headwind it was fast and... Read More
Neguac to Miramichi
Ruth: It became clear that Gord was underfed when he spent last night in Neguac researching the location and hours for the all you can... Read More