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Fondue, Ragù, and a Friend or Two


30 May to 14 Jun, 2026 - Padua, Cittadella, Zurich, Campione d'Italia, Lecco, Bologna - (Italy, Switzerland)


A trip of multiple catch ups, back to back. Friends from previous trips, friends from Melbourne, a friend made in Italy (but from Melbourne), and friends made in Melbourne (but from Italy).

The anchor for our trip was catching up with our most frequent travel catch up frends. A week in Padua, with drinks, food, stories, and so many laughs.

Again, we Meet
Again, we Meet
It's becoming too hard to count. Since we first met Andrea and Hermann in Ecuador, December 1996, we have arranged to cross paths multiple times in Germany, many times in Italy, and once in Croatia. A quick figuring has it at around 10.

This meeting was in Padua. We had originally thought of France, but Andrea was keen to visit the Bienalle Venezia, so the destination was modified. This really suited us, as after the massive drive we did to finish our most recent giro, 14 something hours in one day, cutting the distance was super appreciated.

Photo from night one. We have spent long days on the road coming from our respective homes. Re-aquaint ourselves over a glass of wine. @Andrea, @Hermann, the keys are on the table. ;)


Outside the Basilica of St. Anthony
Outside the Basilica of St. Anthony
Our first full day in Padua, and St Anthony was high on the to do list.


From the Magnolia Cloister
From the Magnolia Cloister
The tree is a large magnolia, lending its name to the cloister where the photo is taken from. The domes and slender towers are characteristic of St. Anthony, which blends Romanesque, Gothic, Byzantine, and Moorish influences.


6th Century Shrine
6th Century Shrine
Accessed from the Abbey of Santa Giustina, this shrine was built in an early Christian cemetery, and would have been just outside the walls of early Padua. Even when built, it was an adjunct to the main basilica. However, little of that remains after wars, earthquakes, and ultimately its 16th century makeover. The shrine was preserved and is the only standing piece of the original ancient complex.


Palazzo della Ragione, from Piazza delle Erbe
Palazzo della Ragione, from Piazza delle Erbe
We walked town; visited a few churches; photographed some sights. We drank some coffees; ate seafood in the market; had aperetivi under a colonnade. It was a big wonderful day, and it had an unfortunate story to sour it at the end. Perhaps a story to share in person, not delve in to here. It was not a friendship strain, something that affected us as a group. It took a few days for us to move on from it.


Cittadella North Gate
Cittadella North Gate
The five of us on a day trip to nearby Cittadella. Stefan, son of Andrea and Hermann, joined us.


From the Cittadella Walls
From the Cittadella Walls
The reason for our visit was the (near) complete walls. Once we had ascended to the top, we were able to circuit the entire town. Incredibly high at some points - although they look uniform the entire way, they actually vary in height due to the undulations of the land.


And Venice, of Course
And Venice, of Course
The meeting location had been altered to allow visits to nearby Venice for the Bienalle.


Monte Venda Military Base
Monte Venda Military Base
Hidden in the Euganei Hills is a now abandoned NATO air force bunker. Operating from the mid 1950's until 1998, it was entrusted with the task of monitoring airspace for northern Italy, and the entire Adriatic.


Stop. Approaching the Access will Provoke Armed Intervention
Stop. Approaching the Access will Provoke Armed Intervention
In theory, access is prohibited. You may not believe me, but our entry was in fact entirely accidental. We were following paths and roads that encircled the fence, replete with warning signs, but at some point found ourselves inside the complex. We did not jump a fence, or scramble through a hole. We just walked and chatted. When we eventually got down to the main gate, we found ourselves in an awkward position. We were inside, and the fencing was quite secure in this part. We found a weakness in the chainlinks nearby, and we had to scramble through to get out.


Monastero degli Olivetani, Colli Euganei
Monastero degli Olivetani, Colli Euganei
Sometime in the 12th century, a monastery was established on this site, later expanded in the 14th century. In the 18th century, the Venetians suppressed the order, leading to the buildings being abandoned and falling to ruin.


A Resident in the Ruins
A Resident in the Ruins
A cricket, on a stalk of grass. There were many around. One could be located on almost every surface or rock in the abandoned monastery.


Decent Pizzas
Decent Pizzas
As often occurs in Italy, uncut pizzas, from a pizzeria without seating. Leading to some creative dining in a less-than-perfect setting. The pizzas were so good, though, they eclipsed any criticisms of the dinner experience.




The day we left Padua and drove to Zurich was not supposed to be so big. Road works, congestion, and closed tunnels. Combined, they added nearly 3 hours to our expected drive time. Heather and Steve were accommodating, and got on the train to meet us where we were based, just out of Zurich. The next day, more relaxed, we explored the sites of Zurich, ate gelato, drank some beer, and dipped bread in cheese. For our final day, the four us went chocolating.


Us, Zurich
Us, Zurich

Gorgeous Weather in Zurich
Gorgeous Weather in Zurich

The Fondue Crew Enjoying Fondue
The Fondue Crew Enjoying Fondue
We went to Zurich to meet with Australian friends, Steven and Heather. Couple to couple friends only for about 30-something years. Jo and Heather, though, were class mates, so their friendship goes back 40-something years. Best not to do too much maths.

We monikered our little group the Fondue Crew, and drove to Zurich to catch them. While a lovely city to visit, Zurich is not particularly loaded with must-do sights. This was perfect, and meant we did not feel guilty when we stopped to just sit, talk, eat, drink. Of course, fondue had to be consumed at least once.


The Chocolate Fountain
The Chocolate Fountain
A two storey centrepiece at the Lindt Chocolate factory. Yes, it really is chocolate running down the sculpture, although one can probably assume the quality is quite basic. We did a tour which surprisingly worthwhile, and did include generous samples of various chocolates in various states.


Lindor Love
Lindor Love
Awww. Post tour in the Lindt Factory Outlet Shop. No bargains, really, and I certainly didn't feel I needed to buy after leaving the tour with our pockets loaded with samples.


A Splotch of Italy Within Switzerland
A Splotch of Italy Within Switzerland
On the shore of Lake Lugano, Campione d'Italia is entirely surrounded by Switzerland. Over a millennia, the territory was donated to the Archbishop of Milan, and it has remained politically connected ever since, although not physically.

Unlike many other European geographical oddities, their complications were not instantly alleviated with the creation of the EU, since their biggest trading happens with Switzerland who remain a non-member. It continues to predominantly use Swiss Francs, Swiss phone networks and electricity, although police and elected officials are Italian.

The early twentieth century saw the building of the casino, and due to the odd administrative anomaly of Campione, this facility has many intriguing stories, particularly those dating from the war periods.




With a few days to fill in, and no diversion necessary, we took Peter up on his offer to drop in on him in Lecco.


Cheers to Peter
Cheers to Peter
We met Peter some years ago, online, as we were part of a group studying Italian "licence" vocabulary. Learning parts of the car; first aid concepts; words about directions and carriageways; whatever we could to get ourselves across the line in the exam.

Eventually, we met him in person, when we were overlapping in Melbourne. Finally, though, this was the opportunity to accept his hospitality, the invitation extended 4 years ago. He cooked us some brilliant meals, served us a few fantastic wines, and ensured we had a wonderful time in the Lecco area.


View Over the Lecco Arm of Lake Como
View Over the Lecco Arm of Lake Como
From the trail high above, we look over one branch of the Lake Como, over to Valmadrera and Malgrate, with the Briantei Lakes beyond them. An easy walk up from the parking lot with spectacular vistas.


Belvedere Parco Valentino
Belvedere Parco Valentino
Ultimately, we reached the footbridge, jutting out from the cliff. The weather had not yet closed in, although soon after we left to walk back down, we were enveloped in a mist with its accompanying light drizzle. No worries about that, as it had stayed away just long enough to really appreciate the viewpoint and its magnificent panorama.




Bologna to round up our northern circuit.


Late Afternoon
Late Afternoon
We got to the winery a bit earlier, as our ride was involved in organising for the event. It's a bit out of Bologna, maybe 40 minutes from memory, in a super picturesque location. Waiting for others to arrive, we wandered the grounds and chatted with staff and other guests as they arrived.


Selfie in Front of the Vines
Selfie in Front of the Vines

With the Couple
With the Couple
"Groom" and "Bride", recently married Giovanni and Chrysi. Gio is from Bologna, but I work with him in Australia. Although officially married in Melbourne, they chose to have two follow-up events so family and friends could celebrate with them. The first was in Ethiopia, where Chrysi is from. We felt honoured to be included in the second gathering.


Pre-dinner Winery Tour
Pre-dinner Winery Tour
Al di Là del Fiume - Beyond the River. They do not use oak for ageing, generally tending to the terracotta amphorae or stainless steel tanks. The steel tanks seemed more industrial and clinical, sterile and scientific. Anzi (on the other hand), the terracotta felt so earthy and organic, warm and ancient, full of rustic romance.


Dining on the Terrace
Dining on the Terrace
As the sun set, the lights came on. We drank toasts to the couple, and ate beautiful local fare. I gave a mezzo mezzo speech, interspersing English with mediocre Italian. A wonderful celebration.


Portico di San Luca
Portico di San Luca
Nearly 4 kilometres long, the Portico of San Luca runs from the city of Bologna up to the Sanctuary of the Madonna di San Luca, high on a nearby hill. It is the longest continuous portico in the world, with (depending on how you count) 666 arches.


Re-connecting the Following Day
Re-connecting the Following Day
Some of the dinner guests from the previous night. Downtown Bologna for good Bolognese specialties.



A Giro, For Eurovision


8 to 17 May, 2026 - Chioggia, Ljubljana, Ptuj, Trakoscan, Bratislava, Vienna, Gorica - (Italy, Slovenia, Croatia, Slovakia, Austria)


Woohoo. Eurovision.

We decided to drive to this year's Eurovision, held in Vienna (although we stayed in Bratislava). It became a "giro", as they say in Italian. A trip; a tour; a spin. Five countries (six if you include our stops in the Republic of San Marino to get fuel).

Chioggia was our first destination, recently in our field of vision of Italian destinations. It just worked out so well in terms of distance to drive, direction, and something novel and new.


A Selfie in Chioggia
A Selfie in Chioggia
In front of the Holy Trinity Church (now mueseum).


Chioggia.  Never Heard of It
Chioggia. Never Heard of It
The quiet fishing town of Chioggia, at the southern end of the Venetian Lagoon, dubbed "Little Venice" due to the similar architecture, the canals, the old bridges. It's largely unknown to foreign tourists. When mentioned to Italians, we generally got a response of recognition, even admiration, as they fondly recalled visiting once or twice in their youth.

Compact, with only a small number of canals, it lacks the iconic black Venetian gondolas. This is a real life town, full of locals living their working lives. Not too crowded, slow and easy is the visiting pace.



Going through Slovenia was unavoidable, so stopping in Slovenia became mandatory. Two different accommodations. One in Ptuj, and one nearby.


Every Visit
Every Visit
Each time we visit Ljubljana, we visit the dragons on the bridge. I think we have posted blog photos from most of those stops. We greet them, like old friends, reach up and pat a claw or hold their tails. Its our tradition in this small and compact capital. They have never let us down.


Another Every Visit Tradition - Polnjeni Kalamari
Another Every Visit Tradition - Polnjeni Kalamari
Oh, we look forward to those little squid, stuffed with prosciutto and cheese, cooked in butter, garlic, and wine. My mouth is watering just writing about them.


Isn't Ptuj so Pretty
Isn't Ptuj so Pretty
One of Europe's hidden gems, not far from the Slovenian capital. The skyline, for us, is one of the prettiest in Europe. Ptuj remains off the mass tourist trail. Quiet and authentic, with barely a selfie stick in sight.



No nights in Croatia.


A Short Diversion
A Short Diversion
Looking for a day trip to be undertaken from Ptuj, we discovered Trakoscan, in North Western Croatia. Built as a fortress and observation post, it was refashioned over the centuries in to a fairytale castle.



We then overshot Vienna by a small amount, and stayed five nights in Bratislava apartment. Slovakia has more to offer than most know about.


Ruined Hrad Pajstun
Ruined Hrad Pajstun
Finding this was quite an adventure in itself. The route up lacked clear signage so we just walked along forest trails, heading upward and to higher ground whenever presented with a choice. Eventually, we found ourselves at the base of the remains of the impressively tall walls. The forgotten ruined fortress overtaken by nature.


Some Gargoyles Survived
Some Gargoyles Survived
It was by order of Napoleon that this castle was blown apart. Six gargoyles were on this part of wall, and five survived. The other lay at our feet as we looked up. A nice touch to the romantic ruin.


In Bratislava Old Town
In Bratislava Old Town
We chose Bratislava to be our base. Although we were travelling for Eurovision, being hosted in Vienna, we decide on the Slovakian capital for our accommodation. A relatively short drive away, we found it the perfect solution. Much cheaper, and after stopping in a few years ago, a proper stay in Bratislava was well and truly on the cards.


A Visitor
A Visitor
So, one morning in Bratislava, we opened the curtain of our apartment...


Exploring Another Ruin Castle
Exploring Another Ruin Castle
The destruction of Deviski Hrad is also attributable to Napoleon. Again, large amounts of gunpowder strategically placed to ensure that the defences were compromised enough to render them useless and irreparable.



From Bratislava, we travelled to Vienna. Twice. We had tickets for the second semi final, as well as the grand final. Travelling on the train was free for ticket holders, so we parked conveniently in the outskirts. Adorned in our Eurovision finery, the train was overflowing with fellow attendees. It was a wonderful atmosphere, just getting in and out.

As for the event itself. Amazing. So amazing. We had floor access for both the events, getting us close to the action, and in the thick of it with the die-hard fans. The waiting time was spent getting to know some of the randoms nearby, most who had travelled substantial distances across Europe to be there. We talked to them about our favourites, what we thought about their country's entrant, about Eurovisions past. We talked about why we were there - not us personally, but Australia as a competing nation - and also why and how we were there, personally.


Eurovision Semi Final Day
Eurovision Semi Final Day

Eurovision Grand Final Day
Eurovision Grand Final Day

Our Delta and Eclipse
Our Delta and Eclipse


The trip back to Bomba we did in a single day. Arising early, stopping for lunch in Slovenia, making a long coffee stop in a weird political and geographical anomaly town, and then back to Bomba. About 17 hours with stops. Big final day, but keen to get back to our own bed.


While I Stand in Gorizia, Jo is in Nova Gorica
While I Stand in Gorizia, Jo is in Nova Gorica
Together in Trg Evrope, Europe Square. After the Second World War, this town was split. A metal fence ran through the town, and while the old centre remained in Italy, Yugoslavia built a modern socialist "model city" on their side. In 2004, when Slovenia joined the EU, the wall was pulled down and the open square became a new focus for the city.



"Welcome to Moldova" - Cue Santoshi


6 to 13 Apr, 2026 - Bulboaca, Bender, Tiraspol, Chitscani, Old Orhei, Curchi, Soroca, Tipova, Chisinau, Millesti Mici, Comrat - (Moldova, Transnistria, Gagauziya)



Spontaneously, only two or three weeks before flying out, I decided I wanted to be somewhere different for my birthday. A cheap flight from Naples to Chisinau appeared in my searches, and that settled it.

Coincidentally, between booking and flying, the final line-up of entries for 2026 Eurovision was announced. Instantly, we were hooked on the Moldova entry, by Santoshi. So apt for us, and such a great song for Moldova. 12 points from us.

While I took care of flights and car hire, Jo organised the accommodation, and ensured we were going to be somewhere amazing for my actual birhday. It was perfect, especially when coupled with a drive to Transnistria during the day, and a wine tour meal for dinner.


Birthday View
Birthday View
So, here we are, arriving just before my birthday, in Moldova, in a fancy room in a magnificently beautiful winery, Castel Mimi.

Before coming, we had no idea what an amazingly good wine heritage this country has.

This was the view from our room.

Notably, Castel Mimi frequently is ranked in the top 15 most beautiful wineries in the world.


A Well
A Well
Another thing we did not know about Moldovax. The wells. The sheer number of them.

Day 1, walking around, we encountered wells, and wondered if that was just this town, or this area. Wrong. They are prolific through the country. Thousands upon thousands, in towns and villages, along the highways.

The proportion of the population still relying on them, without running water to their homes, is scary. They generally are rated quite low on hygiene scales, being polluted by pesticides and harbouring a host of nasties.

Many are purely functional, but the great majority are decorated, or have themes, showing that at some point, they were respected and prized and valued.


Proof They Are Used
Proof They Are Used
I did not want to intrude, or make this lady uncomfortable. Taking a photo may draw attention to something that, most likely, is a highly undesirable chore, repeated countless times per day.


Castel Mimi Barrels
Castel Mimi Barrels
On the day of my birthday.

A wine tour, followed by a multi course dinner with paired wines.


Birthday Dinner
Birthday Dinner
So, the lump on the noggin. A fall in the street when I stumbled over the uneven footpath. Yes, ouch, and it was a massive golf-ball sized mound.

For our menu, we chose to go with the local specialities. Yes, they were fancied up to suit the splendour of the winery restaurant, but I want to, as much as possible, savour the flavours of the region.


Bender Castle
Bender Castle
16th century Bender Castle occupying the sight of an earlier fortress.

This was our first stop inside Transnistria, an unrecognised breakaway region of Moldova.


Inside Bender Castle
Inside Bender Castle

Tiraspol, Capital of Transnistria
Tiraspol, Capital of Transnistria
A striking juxtaposition. The tank speaks of the cost of war. The church evokes faith, remembrance, and hope.

The state narrative of strength, duty, and military victory. The personal response of loss and mourning.

It felt like a quiet summary of Transnistria itself - where military pride and spiritual devotion stand side by side.


USSR Cantine
USSR Cantine
Styled as a Soviet-era canteen, it's designed to recreate the everyday experience of eating in the Soviet Union. Cafeteria trays, simple dishes, Soviet crockery, propaganda posters, portraits of Soviet leaders, old radios and televisions, and shelves of memorabilia. Inexpensive and traditional.

I expected kitsch for tourists. However, it was largely locals eating in. It felt more like stepping into a preserved slice of everyday Soviet life than into a themed restaurant.


Google Maps did not Tell Us
Google Maps did not Tell Us
If we'd known, we might have gone a different way.

But I'm glad we didn't.

"Jo, are you sure this is right?" I asked as we wound our way down from the road towards the river. I had been expecting, quite naturally, a bridge to take us across.

Instead, a handful of roubles later, the boatman waved us aboard and got us moving. How many roubles, I couldn't say - it was just the change left over from lunch at the USSR Cantine, so I figured it couldn't have been more than a euro or so.

A dog hopped onto the little ferry with us. Before we'd even reached the opposite bank, he leapt ashore, clearing the narrowing gap as the ferry eased alongside, and disappeared into the bushes. As we drove off, there he was again, trotting back just in time to board with the truck waiting to make the return crossing.

We didn't stop smiling for hours.


Noul Neamt Monastery
Noul Neamt Monastery
The monastery had a blip from the 1960's until the collapse of the Soviet Union. While the churches inside were preserved, the function of the majority of buildings was altered to serve as a hospital. Only in 1990 did the monks return.


Brilliant Blue Domes
Brilliant Blue Domes
A wonderful splash of colour in Bender, as we headed out of Transnistria and back to regions less controversial.




Our second base in Moldova was at the top, in Soroca. We had a short-stay apartment right on the river. The beauty of the view to the other side was accented by the knowledge tha this waterway marks the border. The quiet and peaceful fields we looked over to are in the next country, namely Ukraine. With everything going on there, at the moment, it was almost difficult to comprehend that it was so peaceful. Yes, the fighting is hundreds of kilometres away, but it still is a country at war.

Both the north-bound and south-bound journeys were punctuated with side trips. There are a lot of places to visit scattered about the country, but the compact nature of things made them easily accessible from our basic travel route.


15th Century Cave Monastery
15th Century Cave Monastery
The main chapel inside a cave monastery. Hewn into the cliff face high above the river, the original entrance involved trekking along the river, then navigating ancient stairs up to a fairly narrow ledge. An addition from the last century is a corridor cut through the rock, allowing much easier access from the walking trail above.

Walls blackened by centuries of burning candles. Narrow passages lit by only those candles and some natural light from the single window. Ancient monastic cells with not a hint of creature-comfort, and not a smidge of decoration.

There are resident monks. This is a living place of faith meets geology.


On a Ridge in Old Orhei
On a Ridge in Old Orhei
Perched on a ridge, this ancient cross is just above the old cave monastery. A fantastic spot for the breathtaking view.

In the background stands the 20th century St Mary's Church, a true cultural icon for Moldova.


A Monk Heads in to St Marys
A Monk Heads in to St Marys

Curchi, Moldova
Curchi, Moldova
This 19th century cathedral is one of five churches in the monastery of Curchi. The whole complex deteriorated during the soviet era, with frescoes being damaged beyond repair and important pieces of art going missing. The complex was utilised as a hospital focusing on psychiatry and the treatment of drug addiction. The restoration is impeccable, in my opinion, with a genuine feeling of authentic age.


Soroca Fortress
Soroca Fortress
This wonderful perfectly proportioned castle stands as a symbol of Modovan pride. Perfectly circular, on the river facing Ukraine, it was constructed in the 15th century.

Stephen the Great, revered and loved both in his day and now, ordered the defence of this spot. Although his original fort was replaced in the century that followed, he still takes much of the glory for the old defensive structures of Moldova.


Wells Unique by Engineering
Wells Unique by Engineering
So, there is possibly scope for a coffee table book about wells in Moldova. Certainly, there are already on-line albums and blogs.

This one stood out for it's "hanging" design, with the winch suspended above the well, but not connected directly to it.


Wells Unique by Decoration
Wells Unique by Decoration
Continuing on, we came across this beautiful celebration of the stork, a relatively ubiquitous bird across the country.


Wells Unique by Theme
Wells Unique by Theme
This well celebrates the Biblical story when the woman at the well encounters Jesus, and he offers living water that never runs dry.


Wells Unique by Tradition
Wells Unique by Tradition
A well at a picnic spot.


Great Lunch
Great Lunch
This fantastic lunch at a roadside eatery was a highlight meal of our time in Moldova.

So many dumplings and a genuine pair of traditional Moldovan main courses. Washed down with a glass of local brandy.

But the heart of the people running this eatery really shone through. I went on-line to leave a review, which I rarely do, and read some beautiful stories accompanying the 5 star ratings.


Coins and Prayers
Coins and Prayers
Every crack in the soft walls of this cave was occupied, by either a coin, or a slip of paper with a prayer. However, that would not prevent more being added. Being so soft and crumbly, little effort would be needed to create a tiny new spot. The challenge would be to not upset the balance of earlier offerings.


Tipova
Tipova
Looking down from one of the cliff-side monk cells. Not more than 100 metres from the cave monastery of Tipova, along the riverside trail, quite a number of caves have been adapted for habitation. Although no longer used in this way, they were utilised for sleeping and living over many centuries.




Three bases for this trip, with the final stop being in Chisinau, capital. A little bit of randomness thrown our way by the altered schedules enforced by Orthodox Easter, but we took it all in our stride.


MIG 17
MIG 17
In Chisinau, there is a military museum, with some of its most interesting hardware sitting outside. With almost everything in town closed for the Orthodox Easter long weekend, we were pleased that we could at least take in part of this site, despite the museum's closed door.


Easter Sunday - Chisinau Cathedral
Easter Sunday - Chisinau Cathedral
For many hours, the crowds came and went. On the steps, the choir sang. Of course, in this day, it was a multi-media event, with large screens erected for the proceedings. It was a beautiful event to be a part of.


Easter Sunday - Chisinau Cathedral
Easter Sunday - Chisinau Cathedral
Getting in and out of the cathedral did involve negotiating a path between the singers. Maybe this was reason enough for many to just enjoy from outside, as despite the large crowd gathered around the building, the inside felt no more or less busy than it did during the day.


Easter Sunday - Chisinau Cathedral
Easter Sunday - Chisinau Cathedral
Most people were heading to the main door of the church. Here, many priests bustled busily, lighting the candles that were proferred to them by the faithful. I went forward, mainly because I wanted a photo, and a priest noticed me, and my lack of candle. He took one of the "spares" on the table behind him, lit it, and gave it to me, accompanied by a beautiful smile and some words that I did not understand. I thanked him, and we carried it back to our room, where it continued to burn for most of the night. When I woke, during the early hours, and noticed the flickering flame, it was a wonderful prompt to remind me to be thankful for the true meaning of Easter.


Milestii Mici
Milestii Mici
The photo is mainly a reminder of the key figures. It also acts as proof when I tell people 1.5 million bottles, that it is not a mis-remembered figure.


Yes, it Was Cold
Yes, it Was Cold
However, that is only a tiny part of the story. We are in our boots and our heaviest clothes because this was our last day and we were heading to the airport that evening. Since we had bought a fare that only included hand-luggage, the bulkiest clothes were picked aside to be worn at the airport during check-in and boarding. In the end, it was a moot point. We ended up acquiring 4 bottles of wine. We had to fork out for a checked bag to bring our liquid purchases back.


Heading Deep into the Tunnels
Heading Deep into the Tunnels
Being the only English speakers booked for the tour, we had a personalised guiding service. Getting to the interesting parts of the old mine required a ride in a little electric train. The tunnels were made when building stone was cut out in blocks, making the tunnels quite regular, like a town street plan. Accordingly, they were now named, with inspiration from grape varietals. Chardonnay Street, Cabernet Avenue, you get the idea.

We whizzed past scores of huge barrels, most so large you could not imagine another place they could be used. Eventually, we stopped where some gates were opened for us, presenting smaller tunnels. We continued on foot.


Part of the Golden Collection
Part of the Golden Collection
Ideal conditions. Wines lying at 80 metres depth, in bottles covered in dust and mould, in small elegant houses. Constant year round temperatures between 12-14 degrees, 85-95% humidity. Genuine long-lived wine varieties, from 1987. This vintage was produced during Gorbachev's anti alcohol era, although it was bottled in 2000.


19 Bottles from 1973
19 Bottles from 1973
Some of the oldest unsold bottles remaining in the collection. An aromatic dessert wine.


Wandering in the Once-Was-Quarry
Wandering in the Once-Was-Quarry
Note the scoring in the ceiling from the saws that carved the solid rock in to building material.

I feel like the description should talk about an unfathomable number of shelves with countless bottles of wine. However, to receive the Guinness award that was eventually earned, they were once counted. A proper and complete audit by hand, catalouging location, variety and vintage, and exact number of bottles. Let's just settle on a huge number of shelves with lots of bottles on each.


Crossing to Gagauziya
Crossing to Gagauziya
Another political and geographical oddity of Moldova, albeit much more formal and far less contentious than Transnistria.

We filled in the afternoon on our last day in Moldova with a drive to Comrat, the capital. It is a recognised autonomous region, with its own government, with a stronger dependence on Moldova than they would like. The status of the region, and what they are permitted to do, is not set in stone. Constant legal battles ensure the definition is constantly waxing and waning.


Gold Domed Cathedral of Comrat
Gold Domed Cathedral of Comrat
Another building that was abused and misused during the Soviet era, with the books and icons purportedly burnt inside. The cathedral spent a good number of years operating as a museum.


Nesting Stork
Nesting Stork