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Night Lights: Overnight in Munich at Christmastime

I left Nicosia and flew out of Larnaca, Cyprus, headed home to Vancouver, but first I had a layover in Munich. I was to arrive at about 8pm and leave the next day at about 11:30am. I booked myself a night at the Wombat’s City Hostel Munich Hauptbahnhof in a six-bed girls’ dorm.

Unfortunately, my flight was delayed so I didn’t arrive in Munich until about 11:00pm. I took the S-Bahn train (line 1 and 8 run every 10 minutes or so into the city centre and the trip is about 40 minutes).

I walked out of the train station and into the night air. It was dark. It was cold. The streets were empty, but they were festive. It was beautiful to see Christmas trees and Christmas lights, and with the cold night air it felt so festive. Even the regular buildings that were not decorated were illuminated in some way and it just felt a little bit surreal. I could have taken the metro a couple of stops to get closer to my hostel, but I was so happy to be outside that I decided to walk. Everything was closed unfortunately and I saw only a few people walking around. I got to my hostel and went to my room. And forgive me as I go on a bit of a hostel rant.

Some hostels are well designed. They have dorms with soft blue lighting that won’t wake other sleepers when you come in, they have beds with curtains so that people have privacy and more darkness at night. They have lockers and cubbyholes where people put their items. This was not one of those hostels – or if they did have those things no one chose to use them as their stuff was all over the floor. I walked into the hostel dorm, and it was pitch black. There was no gentle motion light, and the only options I had was to stumble around in the dark or turn on the overhead light. I wasn’t about to turn on the overhead light and wake everyone up, so I decided to let my eyes adjust for a second and then try to make my way to my bunk bed. But because there was no place to store luggage properly, people had bags and suitcases and shoes all strewn about on the floor and I tripped over things multiple times as I tried to find my bunk. Also, trying to find your bunk in a pitch-black room that you’ve never been to before is extremely challenging. I finally found it and it was one of those ones where they don’t put the sheets on the mattress or the cover on the duvet or pillowcase and you have to do it yourself. I wasn’t about to fiddle around with that in the middle of the night on a top bunk so I just slept in my clothes on top of the plasticky mattress covered with naked duvet cover. I fell asleep quickly. Unfortunately for the people that I was sharing the room with, I wasn’t only the last person to bed, but I was the first person awake. I got up a few hours later showered and dressed and left again. I walked back to the main train station and went back to the airport. I stopped for a little breakfast on the way, but the city didn’t feel as magical as it had the night before.

If I was doing it over again, I think I would have booked a better hostel or a private room for that one night, but it’s hard to argue with the price of a hostel dorm. So, I didn’t get to do a lot in Munich on my layover, but I really enjoyed being there, even briefly. And so ended my Christmas trip to Cyprus and my final trip 2024.

I would be homebound for about two weeks and then I would be off to Miami.

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Nicosia: the Divided City’s Northern (Turkish) Side

I had already spent a day and a night on the Greek side of Nicosia, Cyprus, which I’ve written about in my previous post. But after breakfast that morning it was time to cross over to the other side. The Turkish side. I had already seen the border crossing multiple times, but this was the first time I would actually cross it. Approaching it, it feels like a real border. There are checkpoints on either side and signs. I queued up with the rest of the people and showed them my passport; unfortunately they didn’t stamp it, but they did look at it and looked at me, and then handed it back and told me to have a nice day. So in many respects it was just like any other European border crossing. I didn’t know what to expect on the other side.

On the other side it was a bit like Dorothy stepping through the door into Oz; things were quite different. On the other side was a market and it was very clearly Turkish. The side I had just left, felt like Greece, but this was Turkey. Baklavas stacked high, hookahs in the windows, Turkish style textiles and pottery, mosque minarets rising up towards the sky. It was incredible.

I walked immediately to my hotel, Hotel Valide Hanim Konak. This was a little bit of a splurge, but it looked so charming I couldn’t resist. And it lived up to the pictures. I went and wandered around.

As with the other side there wasn’t much in particular that I wanted to see I just wanted to absorb the atmosphere.

I loved the streets and the cafes and buildings of the Turkish side. There were mosques and a caravanserai. Charming markets and side streets. It was sort of place that was perfect for aimless exploration. I had a delightful time. No museums or attractions of that sort, just lots of walking and looking around. I had a very nice dinner and slept in my comfortable bed. In the morning, I had an excellent coffee and a bit of a Turkish style breakfast in the market, watching people hang out their wares for sale and cats lurking around for a bit of attention.

I couldn’t find any cigar stores on this side, but smoking on patios wasn’t a problem although the weather was not particularly cooperative. It started raining and became windy, which put a bit of a damper on my evening activities.

I will say that the Greek side had more to do in terms of attractions and overall it was probably a little bit more picturesque, but I preferred the Turkish side because I just generally I’m more drawn to that sort of cultural vibe, but both sides were excellent. I think Nicosia is one of those places that would make a good travel destination for anyone because there’s enough to see and do and it is just so terribly interesting to visit because of its geographical and political anomalies.

I took the bus back to Larnaca and then a taxi to the airport and flew to Munich.

I had spent about 3 and a half days in Larnaca and Nicosia, which was an amount of time that I was satisfied with. I think I may go back someday to see more of the country.

I would arrive in Munich quite late but with just enough time to have a small sleep in the city and take in something of the Christmas atmosphere.

Nicosia: the Divided City’s Southern (Greek) Side

I left Larnaca for Nicosia, the capital of Cyprus, was the reason for my trip. The last divided capital city in Europe, it is bisected between the Republic of Cyprus in the south and the Turkish Republic of Northern Cyprus. When Cyprus got its independence from the British in 1960, conflict simmered between the Greek Cypriots and the Turkish Cypriots. It boiled over in 1963 in the superbly named “Bloody Christmas” (not to be confused with the very entertaining horror movie Christmas Bloody Christmas) when Greek Cypriot policeman killed two Turkish Cypriots. Violence erupted and over about four days, and ending on Christmas Day. 538 people were killed, with the Turkish Cypriots taking a little more of the casualties. Following that, more conflict until 1974 when the Greek side tried to take over the Turkish side and the Turkish side in turn invaded the Greek side. So a proper demilitarized zone (officially the United Nations Buffer Zone in Cyprus) was set up between the two states and dividing Nicosia in half. And that is what I wanted to see.

Getting to Nicosia

Unless you’re driving, the easiest way to get from Larnaca to Nicosia is by bus. It’s just a regular city bus that runs between the two cities and costs about €7.00. They leave about every 30 to 60 minutes from a bus stop on the main road in Larnaca that runs parallel to the sea. You can’t pre book and I recommend getting there early because the day that I went there were so many people that the bus filled up with not everyone getting on board. Also being the first person there doesn’t necessarily guarantee a seat, so I recommend arriving early and having sharp elbows. The ride was pleasant and dropped me off right in the town, on the Greek side.

*bus stop in Larnaca & bus stop in Nicosia*

Where I stayed

I made my way to my hotel, Kipros Accommodation. It was an odd little place but with some charm. It was a good location, and I had a room with a private bathroom sort of upstairs from a tiny little reception area. It didn’t have much in the way of amenities, but it had everything that I needed and when I arrived until the room was ready they immediately offered me coffee which I appreciated. I had decided that I would spend my two days in Nicosia spending one night on the Greek side and one night on the Turkish side so I could have the best of both worlds.

Exploring Nicosia

I went out to explore.

The main attraction for me in Nicosia was really the border, but other than that it was a delightful town with attractive old streets and some old churches and occasionally a bit of street art. There were a couple of streets lined with busy restaurants and shops. (There was much more to the city outside of the more historical centre in which I spent most of my time but I didn’t venture into the other part of the city except to find the odd cigar store.) It doesn’t rank as one of the most charming European cities that I’ve been to, but I absolutely liked it and I think it was a good place to spend a day and a night. Also, I was happy to be there at Christmas as they were nice Christmas decorations and occasionally people playing live music and it had a good festive atmosphere.

I visited the Cyprus Museum, which was a small to medium sized museum of antiquities, which was excellent. Given the age and geography of Cyprus and the fact that Nicosia itself has been inhabited for 5500 years, the artifacts on display were impressive. The museum itself feels kind of old and rough around the edges, but the displays were wonderful.

I also visited the excellent Nicosia Municipal Arts Centre, better known as the NiMAC, which is the largest contemporary Art Museum in Cyprus. It was also enjoyable and filled with new and unusual art and installations.

I wandered around and explored the area, which was interesting because occasionally I would be walking down a street and then suddenly come to a dead end, not because the street ended but because it would be the green line border between the city’s halves. There were two places that had checkpoints, but other than that the streets would end with barrels stacked high and barbed wire with a patrolman on a little platform of above, or sometimes it would just be another wall cutting the street in half with video cameras on top monitoring activities. It was very peculiar. I was so curious to crossover but that would wait until the next morning.

*walls to block traffic before the border wall*

Smoking Cigars in Nicosia

One of the best surprises about Cyprus was that it is an excellent place for cigars and cigar smoking. There were several cigar stores on the Greek side, and I visited about three of them including a La Casa del Habano. All of the stores had wonderful selections and tremendous prices. I bought a box of Ramon Allones Specially Selected and it cost about the same as what you would pay in Cuba. (And, no, they weren’t counterfeits.) The first store that I went to (Cigar Haven) was a tiny store with a little humidor and a couple of chairs. It also had a lounge, but I opted to sit in the store and chat with the owner. A delightful guy we chatted about cigars and life in Cyprus, and he played Tom Jones music nonstop. Tom Jones actually became sort of the unofficial soundtrack of my time in Cyprus because people everywhere seem to be playing his music. I learned that he had recently performed there and lot of people had (re)discovered his music and were digging it. I can’t complain.

I enjoyed my visit to that cigar store, but I also smoked at the lounge at the La Casa del Habano, which was on a residential street in a yellow house and I went to another store with the lounge (Tobacco House Cyprus) and chatted with the guys there as well. The best thing was smoking cigars outside of the shops wasn’t really a problem. Occasionally a restaurant would have a no smoking sign on their patio but for the most part smoking on any patio was fine.

My greatest smoking experience there though was when I saw this adorable little cafe, and I wanted to go there for breakfast. They had a few seats outside and I thought it would be perfect to sit outside and have my morning cigar (a Davidoff); it was raining, but there was an awning over the patio. I went inside and asked the fellow if I could sit outside and he said “why don’t you sit inside?” And I said “Because I want to smoke.” Her replied, “You can smoke inside.” I said, “Can I smoke this?” And I held up the cigar, thinking that surely that would be a deal breaker, but he smiled and said, “It is no problem, you are in Cyprus.” I melted with warmth and happiness. I ordered to show my appreciation I ordered more food and coffees than I would have normally and I sat there enjoying my coffee and my cigar in this charming cafe, which had several cats in it by the way, and no one even looked at me sideways. How civilized.

All in all, I had about a day and a half on the Greek side of Nicosia. I was satisfied with that amount of time, but I also wouldn’t object to going back. I think I would like to see more of the country and I would certainly go back and avail myself of the hospitable cigar culture there.

But after a nice sleep, I awoke the next morning had my cigar breakfast and prepared to cross the border to the other side of the city. More on that in the next post.

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Christmas in Cyprus

Christmas Day fell on a Wednesday this year and it seemed only reasonable to take the Thursday and Friday off work to create a stretch of five days off (and to leave work at 1:00 PM on the 24th to catch a flight).

Cyprus was on my radar. It is small and seemed just close enough to see something of it in a few days. Christmas seemed like the perfect time. I flew to Munich and changed to a flight to Larnaca. Soon I was in Cyprus, a new country to me.

Cyprus is in the eastern Mediterranean with Turkey to the north, Lebanon to the east, and Egypt to the South. Geographically it’s in Asia, the Middle East, but parts of it do feel European. Cyprus is most famous for the conflict that has persisted since it got its independence in 1960. While it is an independent country now, It is still divided politically and culturally between the Greek Cypriots and the Turkish Cypriots. More on that later.

Being so close to Greece, Turkey, Egypt, and Lebanon, maybe it’s not surprising that Cyprus has settlements going back to 8th century BC and today is sprinkled with ancient ruins and antiquities. It’s terrific actually and deserves more of my time, but on this trip my goal was to see the capital Nicosia, but the nearest airport to Nicosia is in Larnaca, which is why I found myself celebrating Christmas Day in that city on the sea.

I landed at about 4:00 PM in Larnaca (also spelled Larnaka) and took a taxi to my hostel: Le Mat Hostel. It was one of those places that didn’t have a front desk, so I let myself in via a key code. When I arrived, the common area was made more cozy with the light of a blue Christmas tree, and three companions were huddled around an old wooden table deep in conversation. I made my way up to my room, which was a small, private one with a door to the outside. As usual though, there was no time for lying about; the sun had just set, and I had things to see.

The name Larnaca derives from an ancient Greek word that means box, chest, or coffin and there was a theory that the reason for this was because there were a lot of sarcophagi that were found there. There is some casual Internet research, but that’s what I’m told. Can you imagine if the name was actually Coffin? That would be pretty cool, but not good for tourism. Larnaca was clearly the better choice.

There wasn’t really anything in Larnaca that I felt that I had to see or do. I had marked on my map some old churches, a square, and the lookout point from the sea and I started to walk my way through those different spots. It was evening and the churches were closed. (On Christmas. Go figure.) But it was very pleasant to wander around the streets. Most things were closed but as I got closer to the sea there were some restaurants and souvenir shops that were open and people milled about. It was completely dark at the point I walked out on a pier. The view was black but for the foam on the waves rolling into shore. There were a few objects illuminated with festive lights.

I really wanted to have a cigar and a bite to eat (I hadn’t had a morsel since the plane), so I picked a little local eatery that had two tables outside on the street and I ordered an assortment of delicious vegetarian treats. Falafel and white cheese and hummus and pita bread, and a tiny coffee. It was, after all, my Christmas dinner. At this point it was fairly chilly, but I was so happy with my food and my cigar that I didn’t mind a bit.

I wandered around a bit more and found a cute little street that had a few bars and cafes open and I made my way to one that was that had some outdoor seating in a little courtyard, a bit sheltered from the wind and with some Christmas lights strung up. It felt cheerful. I went there and ordered a negroni. Upon lighting my cigar, the people in the restaurant came out and brought me a proper cigar ashtray. Always a way to make me feel at home.

As part of my wanderings, I walked to a cigar store. I knew that it wouldn’t be open; I had checked the times online and saw that it was closed on Christmas Day, but I thought I would walk by it anyway and do a bit of reconnaissance. Much to my surprise, as I walked by, I saw that the store was open. I mean it wasn’t officially open, it had the closed sign up, but the door was propped open a little bit, and the lights were on, and I could see someone inside. I went up to the door and knocked and sure enough there were two men in there smoking cigars. One was the owner, and the other was a friend I guess. I asked if they were open and they said no but they said they’d be happy to sell me a couple of cigars, so I grabbed a couple of cigars, lit one immediately and had the first part of it there at the store. How delightful it was. A Christmas miracle: the cigar store that was open on Christmas Day.

I meandered back to my room and went to sleep. I probably only spent about six hours in Larnaca that Christmas Day wandering the streets but it was great.

Did I think Larnaca was amazing? No. I don’t think a person needs to visit it, except that if you’re visiting Cyprus is a very good chance it will be flying into the airport there so you may as well spend a day or night and taking a bit of what the city has to offer before going elsewhere. And it is a pleasant place to pass some time on Christmas.

The next morning, I was going to take the bus to Nicosia, the real focus of my journey.

Wandering North

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