Luxembourg, the crossroads of Europe. A land which doesn’t quite know if it’s French, German or some hybrid mix of it all, and a land which makes a hell of a lot of money doing whatever the hell it is they do. I went to Luxembourg City, not quite sure what...
I had heard rumours of an old, old castle, lying in the ruins of its former glory in the suburbs of Bratislava. A legendary, ancient stronghold on the Austrian border which had held Slovakia’s enemies at bay for centuries. Having eaten enough goulash to feed the...
I’m Richard, and I’m on a quest to understand the world through its borders and boundaries.
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