Breakfast on the way home

In Villach, a place where I was on holiday when I still was a kid (in 1990) we stopped to have breakfast on our way home. Since we left super early (at 7 AM in the morning) we were already in Austria when in need for a Brekkie!

We concluded to have had a marvellous holiday, driving back with the car full of gastronomic tastebud delights!Read more