The city where dreams are made of is filled with the foodstuffs of your dreams. If you know where to look.
I got you. I came, I saw, I stretched and then I ate and drank. And here I am still doing mostly that. Please enjoy my mini-guide on the surrounds of Strala, our home-away-from-home-that’s-better than-our-actual-home-because: so much ooey-gooey yoga.