Once upon a time there was a moment when I asked myself why I was learning Romanian. After all, where I lived (Cluj-Napoca), almost everyone spoke English. And everyone knows that, with the exception of Romania and the Republic of Moldova, the Romanian language is useless. I couldn’t have been more wrong. Since stepping across the Romanian border into Hungary, I have spoken far more … Continue reading Peste Hotare, Fara Gaj

I spent much of the first few months of this year fascinated by the unfolding events in Ukraine and so it was with great excitement that I made my way across the border into that strange and mysterious land a couple of weeks ago. It is one thing to see it mentioned on CNN, one thing to read a few articles, one thing to do … Continue reading The Ballad of Garri Potter