I'm writing this in a fish restaurant in Baja, I am the only customer but it is Sunday in rural Hungary. Everyone is Kung Foo Fighting is subtly playing in the background at around 80 decibels. After a three day break in Budapest,with Jenny and Philip joining me for two, It took quite a lot of determination to get back on the bike on a cool, cloudy morning and cycle 70 miles. The hotel receptionist warned me against The Balkans and Romania. She suggested i knoc...

The road to Budapest Back on my own again for the cycle from Vienna eastwards as Damian returns home. The route to Budapest was a real contrast to the heavily used Passau to Vienna section. Few cyclists, long lonely sections with very few villages and not many places to get a coffee. On the section between Vienna and Bratislava I was sitting alone having seen no sign of life for half an hour when a French couple stopped and addressed me in German. On learning...