Pécs (pronounced like pashe) is an old city with ancient Roman ruins. The city was destroyed by Ghengis Khan and his buds, rebuilt, and then destroyed by the Turks. And rebuilt again.
We docked along the Danube at Kalocsa and then took an hour and 45 minute bus ride through farmland and forest. We toured several spots and then has a wine sampling lunch. Our return trip took us through more farmland to return to the ship at Mohacs.
Here is the sample from the day:
Farmland
Businesses in Pécs.
Businesses in Pécs.
Our daily dose of church along with an organ concert.
There is a large plaza in the center of the city.
A pedestrian walkway with shops and cafes.
We finished the tour with lunch at a wine cellar restaurant. No complaints about a midday meal that starts with a glass of bubbly. This was called champagne and I caught some story about not enough sugar to be sparkling wine and so it was bubbly champagne. Well, if that is what it is called, pour a glass for me!!
Ladee
"There are no foreign lands. It is the traveler only who is foreign."
Robert Louis Stevenson
No comments:
Post a Comment
Thank you for your comments. You add to the blog by allowing us to hear your unique viewpoint.
Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.