March 2025. Iași. Romania. Mrs RM will probably produce one mega post on Iaşi; expect it in October (2026). My attention span aged 60 is now so low I can only blog in chunks of 10 pics and 300 words, i.e. lots of 2 minute posts you can read while downing your pint of Doom… Continue reading WELCOME TO IASI
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The importance of the “comma below” in Iași
March 2025. Iași. Romania. A 4:30 am alarm in the Mid Stay at Luton Airport, a quick fry-up of last night’s curry, and then we left the campervan in the safe hands of Alfie, Dave and co. It’s only a 10 minute stroll to the terminal, which makes Luton Mid Stay better than some short… Continue reading The importance of the “comma below” in Iași
A WARNING TO BUCHAREST
James and his Sheffield housemates have just flown off to Bucharest for 3 nights of, well, something. They’ve been to Germany and Italy on cultural trips (no great drinkers, I think), but Romania is a bit left-of-centre (or is it east). £20 flights from Stansted and a shared apartment added up to a £100 trip,… Continue reading A WARNING TO BUCHAREST
NOW, EVEN ROMANIA GETS A CEREAL CAFE
Some final reflections on Bucharest from our flying trip (a.k.a. I have photos I need to stick someone and this will do). First, more of that murk you love. Anyway, ten bullet points (bullet points are suddenly fashionable again). Hey, very stylish, if you like white. 2. It seems relatively clean and safe, if a… Continue reading NOW, EVEN ROMANIA GETS A CEREAL CAFE
Slow Train To Ploiești
Into Day 2 of our Romania roaming, and still no new Good Beer Guide ticks. Famed pub visitor and alleged GBG completist “Pubmeister” seemed unaware of the secret overseas Guide entries that Mr Protz would occasionally insert in the Guide to maintain interest. These entries are only revealed by a sticker in the window, NOT… Continue reading Slow Train To Ploiești
A CULTURAL DIVERSION
Part 3 of the Romanian diaries, resuming from where we left off last night with Imperial ****, which impaired our abilities to find the nearest pizza outlet not one jot. Ciao Napoli is the Bucharest equivalent of those kiosks you get as you stumble out of Oxford Street tube; except the pizza slices are… Continue reading A CULTURAL DIVERSION
BUCHAREST – BEER O’CLOCK & THE IMPERIAL ****
It’d be fair to say that Bucharest isn’t the most naturally beautiful European capital city, though I’ve yet to get to Vaduz so I can’t give an authoritative ranking. But Park Cismigiu is a delight, even if there’s not locals selling horse kebabs and foaming lager for 50p a pint as we’d been led to… Continue reading BUCHAREST – BEER O’CLOCK & THE IMPERIAL ****
NO REST FROM BREW IN BUCHAREST
Well, this is embarrassing. Two nights in Bucharest with Mrs RM and I seem to have a hundred pictures of modern bars and ancient buildings; where’s the graffiti, dereliction and donkeys ? Frankly, I could have been in Manchester Brew Dog, or the Port Street Beer House, if they’d decided to halve their prices overnight.… Continue reading NO REST FROM BREW IN BUCHAREST
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