Central Medias

... one hour to spent, so i made a quick peak through Belgrade. Maybe i just saw the bad things, but it looked very bad. Much pollution and smog (very bad smell...) I noticed there were many 'sloppenwijken' (don't know the English word for now) Gypsies, children, complete families were living on garbage places and things like that. When i arrived in Belgrade I had already traveled a total of 40hours with two nights sleeping on the train, so my condition started to decrease. The trip ...

... meals with drinks for less that $20 US. Not bad for the nicest place in town. After dinner we walked to a neat basement bar and frittered the rainy night away with pool and darts. We managed to each win one game of pool and draw on the game of darts so neither of us had to be a sore loser that evening. Day 49 - Remember how there was only one train to get into Sighisora? Well it turns out that there is only one train to get AWAY from Sighisora, unless you're heading east to Brasov ...

... the tours, we had to make do with the patio. It wouldn't take more than a handful of hallucinogenic drugs to imagine the little rascal tearing around, pulling legs of spiders. Aside from the Dracula thingy, Sighisoara is a pretty town, the old part of which is mainly inside a citadel on top of a hill. Around the walls there are a number of towers, each dedicated to a guild - butchers, bakers, candlestick-makers etc. It was ...

... taken it downstairs to the office at some point to help in typing up travelogues (like this!), so I ran down there to dig around. No sign of it. Not good. I spent the next twenty minutes frantically searching through every nick and cranny I could think of, but there was no sign of it anywhere. Noon approaching very quickly, panic soon ensued. The only absolutely certain recollection I had of when I had last used it was during my one evening at the Hotel Carpati. I knew for ...

... back to our places of residence for a nice sleep. The next morning we awoke and took in the Medival Festival. It was kinda tough to tell who was medival and who was just poor and still dressing the same way as always since before time. It was a good day and we figured out how to get to our next destination. We also booked a place to stay as walking into Bucharest in Romania without a booking could be a scary prospect. Anyways, next stop is Bucharest for a brief night stay...

... of because it is a beautiful day in one of the most gorgeous places I've ever seen. I have just a short stop here in Sighisoara (Segesvar in Hungarian) and this place is amazing. It's the type of town you think of when you conjure up images of Transylvania: citadel, castles, clock tower, etc. I am staying in a more upscale hotel here and spent my first hour here stewing in my own juices in its ...

... along the outside of it, there was no way into the church grounds. The building, it appeared, was condemned, hardly safe for tourists. I doubted if any tourists ever came here anyway. Supposedly there was a guesthouse of some sort, but I never saw it. When I saw a young woman walking down the street, I immediately took the chance to ask for the directions to our next destination. Luckily she spoke English. "Pardon me, do you know the way to walk to Dupus?" "Dupus? No, you cannot walk ...

... via the towns of Atel and Dupus (both with fortified churches of their own)." When I read it, laying comfortably in the bed at my studio apartment in Dupont Circle several weeks before my plane left for the wilds of eastern Europe, I thought that it sounded like fun. I love to hike, my traveling companion loves to hike, and well we should do it I decided. I couldn't get it out of my mind afterwards. It had to happen. And it did, of course with a few hiccups along the way ...

... my drivers, pas the dashboard, as we drove a winding countryside road with trees hanging over it that could've been in Tennessee. It was the best that country music had ever sounded to me. There were so many pot-holes damaging the road that we must drive slowly and weave from one side to the other avoiding them. One was big enough to fit a household door inside. After a while, we reached the ...

... staying mostly in the hostel room because I was feeling so under the weather, watching the National Geographic Chanel. ******mit, that thing is addictive! I still feel cheated, though, because I waited and waited for the "Mummy Roadshow" but it was rather disappointing, with bad writing and an annoying host. Aside from that, we've been keeping it real by watching Animal Planet. Yesterday we had lunch at a pizza place which had very ...