I am nothing more than a guy who likes to travel. Few people don’t like to grab their passport and make a run for the nearest airport or train station.
Am I right?
As well as the main touristy things, I always search for unusual things about places. Legends, ghost stories, unusual facts – that sort of thing.
Because it’s more fun to say, “Yes, I saw that – and I visited the convent built by the Italian priest who wanted to help poor women provided they were beautiful.”
After all, there’s a reason there’s a statue of Darth Vader in Prague. Or the story behind the pagan astrological signs in a Roman Catholic cathedral in Milan.
There’s always a reason.
And there’s always a story.
I collect and write about these stories here – stuff you don’t readily find in guide books, but which add colour to a destination. Ever since I started travelling this way, I began to examine places with new eyes. Why is there a painting of a peacock on this house? Why are there leaves protruding from this statue’s face? Invariably, there is always a reason.
And they give you bragging rights since you can tell your friends, “Did you know this church was built by the Emperor’s brother to celebrate the fact his brother wasn’t killed by a deranged Hungarian?”