It was a warm day. We traveled an hour in the car to reach there. We had to look it up on the map. I’ve never heard about it before. That’s my bad. We were searching for a house. Not like a house to live in but rather a place to retreat. The village was silent. The roads were empty.
Beyond guidebooks around the Maltese islands (part III.)
There is a small village down south with a small population. It might seem insignificant for some, but all the more important for its residents. And me. Birzebbuga gave me joy for the day, shelter for the night and friends for a lifetime.
Have you heard of the increasingly famous vineyards in Hungary? Probably Tokaj, home of the sweet golden liquid. But you better know that this is not the only notable wine region in the country.
Lonely wine cellar