Whenever I think about Moldova (which is not often, to be honest), I am reminded of a post from a photographer friend when he visited here a few years ago: "Less than a minute after crossing into Moldova, I witnessed three horses and carts, and a goat on a rope. My phone informed me that I was in a 'Zone D' destination worldwide, it felt like Zone Z."
And that's it in a nutshell: Moldova feels like Zone Z. The last place on earth you would go to. And if that's your perception of this small Eastern European country, tucked ...
