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Sibiu was a quaint town with a surprisingly beautiful central square hidden behind the walls of the old city. We stayed at a hostel a couple minutes from the city and were basically the only guests aside from a Danish guy named Andreas who was travelling in the opposite direction. We all went out for supper and got traditional food (except for the vegetarian who ate polenta and cheese with sour cream, which ...
... was freezing up there and our long pants and sweaters were not enough to keep us warm. We snapped some pictures, walked around to some lookout points, and headed back to the car for warmth. On the way, we stopped to buy a traditional Romanian food - a ball made of corn and rice and barbecued. This, along with the cheese we picked up earlier along the drive, made for a really filling meal.
Continuing down the mountain was just as cool ...
... Forest, right? At least, that's what I once learned while spending a semester abroad at Hogwart's, and during a month backpacking through Middle Earth with Legolas and Elrond.
Sibiu is a stunner of a large Romanian city, alive with both tourists and locals strolling, browsing, and partaking in this country's excellent cafe culture. A night here would've been wonderful, but to us, another ...
... things, but he's such a likeable character that everything that comes out of his mouth is infinitely entertaining, and you can't help but think he's awesome. There was a Romanian guest that gave us all some palinka, the local firewater, and when a Dutch family thought it was Sorin's son, he took a bit of a light-hearted jab at them with his response: "No, he's just a happy Romanian that wants to share palinka with you, even though ...
... in the restaurant.
As I sit writing this on the balcony at 6:30am on Monday morning, the sun is stroking the peak high above as it works its way slowly into the valley. It lights up a flock of sheep slowly following a shepherd high up near the peak. It's chilly and two waterfalls provide a constant soundtrack. Four donkeys amble slowly up the road. There's not a cloud in the sky. It's supremely peaceful as the new day starts.