"I travel not to go anywhere, but to go. I travel for travel's sake. The great affair is to move." RLS
While the weather was absolutely beautiful (though sub zero at night) when I visited, conditions can be harsh in Sighisoara, especially in winter.
In 1780 a covered walk called the Passage of the Old Ladies was constructed at the Clock Tower entrance to the Citadel to shield the elderly against rain or snow falls. Continue reading “Passage Of The Old Ladies”
The Citadel, or the old fortified town of Sighisoara, atop the hill and overlooking a bend in the Timava river, dates back to the 12th century when Transylvanian Saxons were ordered here by the King of Hungary to settle and defend the Carpathian frontier against the steppe peoples. Continue reading “Sighisoara Citadel – Medieval Beauty”
The Casa Wagner is located in the main square within the citadel, diagonally opposite the Clock Tower entrance to the square. This gives it a perfect location for those seeking to explore the citadel area and soak up the atmosphere. Continue reading “Casa Wagner – Excellent Value 3 Star Hotel”
We arrived in Sighisoara at 4 something am on a cold (nay freezing) late autumn day in 2011. The reason for our arrival at this ungodly hour was that we took the night train which connects Budapest with Bucharest – leaving the former at a very civilized 19.10 and arriving into the latter at an equally civilised 11.38 the following morning, dropping people of in Brasov a couple of hours earlier. Continue reading “The Night Train to Transylvania”
Having watched the Rocky Horror Picture Show the other night and the 2006 Rocky Horror Tribute Show last night I was reminded of my own visit to (transsexual) Transylvania a few years back and the fact that I had not yet shared with my dear Reader here a series of reviews I wrote on delightful Sighisoara. Continue reading “Sighisoara – Let’s Do The Time Warp”
Having completed the lovely Bradleys Head to Chowder Bay walk at Clifton Gardens and its pleasant little beach in Chowder Bay, about 45 minutes before the hourly bus was due leave for our return trip to the city centre, a coffee and mid morning snack were required. Continue reading “Bacino Kiosk – Chowder Bay: Coffee With A View”
Today Taylors Bay, located between Bradleys Head and Chowder Head, in Sydney Harbour is a very peaceful spot with a beautiful little secluded beach and anchored boats bobbing on the water. In 1942 it is what was bobbing under the water that brought Taylors Bay into the limelight. Continue reading “Taylors Bay and The Midget Submarines”
Bradleys Point is the largest intact area of remnant vegetation remaining in the Inner Sydney Harbour area. This is, in no small measure, due to the fact that the point has, since European settlement, until it became a park been in the hands of the military (navy), thus precluding commercial development. At the very end of the 19th century attempts to develop part of the headland as a mining camp came to nought when a public outcry lead to the cancellation of a mining lease which would have permitted the extraction of a coal seam under the harbour in this area. Continue reading “Bradleys Head and its Naval Connections”
I cannot imagine anyone coming to Sydney and not taking a walk along Circular Quay to see the Opera House and the Harbour Bridge. Few would visit and not get out onto the harbour, either by way of a tour or on one of the regular ferries that scurry hither and thither. Something few people do is go for a walk at other points along the harbour and admire it, and the city, from different angles. This is a great shame – so make sure you do not miss out. There are many options available and this walk from Taronga Zoo around Bradleys Head to Chowder Bay (in Sydney Harbour National Park) is but one. Continue reading “Bradleys Head to Chowder Bay Walk”
Set up in the grounds of Rozelle Public School, itself a nice sandstone building opened in 1877, Rozelle Markets is a community flea market offering a wide variety of bric-a-brac and small antiques. Additionally there is a small amount of new produce and, thankfully, a distinct absence of trashy cheap imports. All up there would be up to 100 stalls on a typical market day – a giant garage sale, if you will. Continue reading “Bric A Brac With Atmosphere”
The Rambling Wombat 