Claudiu Sighisoara

... me away that I am a tourist :)

My next train is a step up from the Personal, an Acclerat. It has nicer seats, no large scale produce and a bathroom (which is disgusting). The communal seating has shifted to cabins of 6 so people watching is not as entertaining.

I have not been making reservations for hostels, especially since moving to off season. At the hostel, they say they are fully booked but they have some no shows. This type of ...

... shoulders! My train was supposed to get into Vienna at 9 am but it was late and didn't get there till 12:30pm. I was pretty ****** by then. Around 8:30 I asked the car attendant to switch me rooms as I felt I was going to do something I would regret. I was starting to vibrate. Not good. He moved me to my own place and when I moved the two ladies made a motion as if saying "why are you moving, what's wrong?" Thank god I am off that train!

... below. I decided to wait it out and eat my crackers which I take with me everywhere now. This was another cute city but I have to admit it was Brasov that won my heart. After I took a walk through the city, I made my way down the hill. I went to a restaurant I spotted from up on the hill. I was surprised at how cheap and good the food was. Once I finished eating, I started to make my way to the train station. With some help from some very friendly ...

... plans. It was good to talk to someone I know. I like my fellow backpackers, but we do tend to fall into the same type of conversations. In talking with Alan I realized there is much more to Sighisoara than meets the eye. To be honest I hadn't done a lot of research about Romania, I just knew it would be an interesting place to go. I sort of just picked the places I wanted to see by what others had said and things I read in my guidebook. But Alan had done loads ...

... hit our driver! He got back into his car and we got past him only for him to spit at Dave. Oh yeah did I mention we didn't have seat belts! All that said we did get to town fine and we saved a few Lei........ Brasov is a great town; it has a happening very chic atmosphere, but is surrounded with mountains and old gothic buildings. The main square is lovely the main shopping street very happening with lots of cool looking bars and restaurants. We found a seat and had a few ...

... occasion: Informal GSE barbecue-meeting called by Fustus Tibor (Adrian's host and Rotary SG President) with GSE team and all Rotarians and families that did participate to our successful stay in SG. Venue is extraordinary and no better familiar moment to say goodbye to our hosts that we will be leaving the following morning. Plan for the night is a Jazz-folk concert in town: Extraordinary ...

... coupled with living quarters all within this walled fortress which probably the size of three football fields side by side. What's amazing is the living arrangements, there were multi-level houses, with doors that you'd think hobbits inhabited. All strewn together by rickety wooden ladders and balcony systems, which were all over the place (see the pictures). in the middle, of course was the church. A cool note about some of these fortresses, in the outer wall ...

... declaratii, imi place sa ma exprim pe teren. Sunt un tanar jucator cu nu prea multa experienta, insa am o dorinta mare de a confirma. Ma voi bate la antrenamente pentru a castiga locul in echipa, unde voi avea marea sansa de a fi antrenat de Marius Lacatus. Forza Steaua si va astept la stadion", a declarat Habibou pentru ...

... snug to them. Gabriel is contributing to the school budget (one of the pending lawsuits). I walk thru town and see more of the same...a playground built by Gabriel...a community garden...Gabriel again...it's creepy. But in an effort to understand both sides of the story (and to get out of the thigh deep snow), we visit with Magda, a Romanian woman working for Gabriel. She has agreed to sell her home to them...they have agreed to build her a new ...

... visited all of the remaining known attractions, wandering through the local gypsyville and discovering that even with tourism as its main trade most of the town was closed on Sundays we were still left with hours to kill before our train left. Hence, we set ourselves up in our favourite pub (it was the 5th time we had been there in two days) and managed to make an ancient tv come to life in time to watch the OC (we are up to about the 5th episode of ...