It has been a tiring search. Good coffee in Boston is hard to find, and I was feeling a little defeated. There are plenty of cafes that serve above-average bean, but the third wave coffee scene hasn’t quite infiltrated Boston yet. I haven’t see the passion or the innovation I saw in Berlin. Until now.
Our trip to Munich turned out a little different to what we had originally planned. Instead of four seats on the train we only needed two. The news of their involuntary un-attendance came like a blow to the face. We were sad and they were sad; it was the worst of times. Nevertheless, Joe and I still had a wonderful time in Munich, even though only half the amount of steins and pretzels were consumed.
I never want to leave Prague. The food is inspired, the coffee is incredible, and the beer is some of the best in the world.
This suits my style of travel particularly well. For me, the best way to discover a new place is through its food scene. Sure, we walked across the Charles Bridge, visited Prague Castle and made our way around the obvious sights — fighting off swarms of tourists in the process — but the highlights for me were those moments of true edible discovery.
Budapest is one of Europe’s major weekend destinations for a reason. The cultural influences of both East and West and the mark of ‘Goulash Communism’ have created an intriguing and picturesque city. A city full of (mostly) untouched architecture, awesome food and scenes so incredibly stunning it’ll take all your strength to stop taking excessive amounts of photos because its getting dark and you’ve been walking the same stretch for two hours now.
The coffee in Berlin is fantastic. The third wave coffee scene has completely taken over, and roasters and baristas are incredibly passionate about their specific styles, techniques, equipment and, most importantly, the beans.