Watching brilliantly lit Budapest glide past, the Blue Danube waltz swirling in my ears, and a fiery little glass of pálinka in hand to ward off the nighttime chill, I realized how deeply satisfying it is to travel without moving.
In a mad quest to experience Europe’s countless cultural, culinary and natural wonders, previous Continental itineraries involved lots of rushing, or more often waiting, for the next train, plane, bus or ferry, unpacking and re-packing at various accommoda… (View original article)