The man from Pripyat

It’s disconcertingly quiet. Although not yet winter, the famously cold eastern winds are blowing, and it feels like it is. We walk down the middle of the road; there’s no need to worry about traffic in Pripyat. It’s an unusual tour group of eight made up of three Australians, two Poles, a middle-aged Ukrainian couple, …

Belgrade – a mistake worth making

If you ever need to make an erroneous 20 hour stopover somewhere, make it Belgrade.