Kebab

I love kebabs. There, I said it. And not US kebabs which are never the right thing. European ones. I first had a kebab back in ’88 in Bremen. Had never heard of such a thing but as drunk food goes it might be the best. When we lived in Europe the kebab was my guilty pleasure. This is a fine example of a kebab in Graz. Not as good as the Parisian version, better than Zürich’s though.

#comfort-food, #graz, #kebab

Ghost train

From Graz to Munich. For the first few hours I had this car all to myself.

#austria, #graz, #trains, #travel