As we landed at Berlin airport in the drizzling rain, I asked myself one question: is there anything left of East Berlin?
It has been a couple years since I last visited the Archabbey of Pannonhalma and I remembered only the gloominess of the church rising from the gently sloping land. But then more and more news reached me from different sources about how nicely the complex has been renovated. So I waited for the perfect moment – the opening of the annual Lavender festival – to hit the road.
Imagine a village where the main attraction is the smithy of an Estonian man who moved there 18 years ago, where a famous psychiatrist owns a vineyard, where a family guesthouse was the first in the country to introduce glamping and where artists are working in hundred-year old caves. This is lovely Noszvaj.
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