Autumn writing steeped in decay and thresholds. Harvested stories, haunted places and the slow return of darker months.
Days 7 & 8 High on Alpine air, we left Santa Maddalena and headed back through Austria, travelling through mountain tunnels until we eventually arrived in Germany. We headed north through the area around Lake Constance, catching glimpses of its turquoise waters twinkling tantalisingly in the distance. For a moment, we thought we’d drifted into … Continue reading The Long Road Home from Dracula: Germany…
Days 5 & 6 Up and on the road early, the highlight of today was the Vršič Pass in Slovenia, which offered exhilarating views of the Julian Alps, as well as many nail-biting hairpin bends. The road threaded its way around the mountains and into the Soča Valley. All of it was breathtakingly stunning. We stopped to … Continue reading The Long Road Home from Dracula: Italy…
Day 4 We made good progress packing up and got on the road for our long drive to Slovenia. However, fate had other plans. Not even twenty minutes into the journey, in the middle of forest with no phone signal, the dreaded engine oil warning light flashed up on the dashboard. Three hours later, we … Continue reading The Long Road Home from Dracula: Slovenia…
Day 3 One final stop-off in Romania to see Corvin Castle, which translates as Raven Castle, and then we were on our way towards Hungary. Along the way, we passed a graveyard unlike anything I’d ever seen. It went on for miles, packed tightly with graves. I joked to my husband that you’d need to … Continue reading The Long Road Home from Dracula: Hungary…
Days 1 & 2 I flew to Bucharest, via Amsterdam, to meet my husband, who was waiting for me with our car and roof tent. From there, we headed towards the Bran area for our first evening. We got caught up in spells of roadwork traffic, but it gave us plenty of time to take … Continue reading The Long Road Home from Dracula: Romania…
September marks the beginning of The Season of Scares, and this year’s first autumnal theme is Lost Places. I’ve always been drawn to places that feel as though they’ve slipped slightly out of the present; old roads, forgotten buildings, ruined castles, villages tucked away beyond the beaten path. All of the places that are layered with history and … Continue reading The Season of Scares…
