Seven days in Romania

Visiting the Brasov Synagogue.  Tom has a yarmulke on, but you sadly can't see it in the photo.

Visiting the Brasov Synagogue. Tom has a yarmulke on, but you sadly can’t see it in the photo.

My last post was written when we first arrived in Bucharest, when my enchantment with Romania was brand spanking new. Since then, my enchantment has deepened quite a bit. Thomas, too, is quite smitten with this country. Someday, perhaps, we will move here. I have read and researched about the history and social structure of Romania a bit since arriving and so much about this country feels ‘right’ to me. I came across an ebook about Romania by a British man, Dr. Edwin A. Bundy, who commented, “If I were asked at this moment to choose a non-English speaking country in which to live for the remainder of this mortal existence, I would choose Romania. ” After being here I connect with his sentiment. It’s just an amazing country, with a deep natural beauty and really kind, good people trying to get the country back on track after the Revolution that occurred here 25 years ago. There is even a robust hospice care program in Romania that I went to see, and that I plan to stay in touch with. But I am digressing from the purpose of this post–to fill folks in on where we have been over the last week.

A horse cart in the mist along a Romanian highway.

A horse cart in the mist along a Romanian highway.

After three amazing days in Bucharest, we rented a tiny car (the Ford Ka–great name, right?) and drove north to a town called Brasov, about 200km north of Bucharest. While this could have been a three hour drive, it took us a full day to get there because we opted to drive on tiny back-roads instead of the highway. It was an amazing day, winding our way through serene pasturelands and stoping an various villages to look at castles, ancient fortifications and churches, and to contemplate what life would be like if we lived in Romania.

Lovely cemetery in Sighisoara, in the Transylvania Region of Romania. No Dracula jokes, please.

Lovely cemetery in Sighisoara, in the Transylvania Region of Romania. No Dracula jokes, please.

We had intended to stay only one night in Brasov before continuing north to another, much smaller town, Sighisoara, an additional 150km north, and described by Lonely Planet as, “like stepping into a kid’s fairy tale.” But Brasov was such a lovely place, we realized within a few hours that we would need to have an additional day to explore it. Oh, the freedom of being able to change plans at whim! We decided that after our planned two nights in Sighisoara we would return to Brasov for another night and then drive back to Bucharest where we would catch an overnight train to Budapest.

All this detail is silly, I suppose. So let me just show you some captioned pictures we took over the last week in order for you to see what we did.

Love to all,

Erika

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