Helis Brasov

... showing at such wonders of the modern world.<br><br>Brasov is probably the most popular town in Romania, which actually does have Gothic buildings, cobbled pedestrianised streets, medieval walls and Churches, making this city what it is. Brasov will be our base for the next couple of days as we explore Bran Castle and Sighisoara home to Dracula. Hopefully we will not be as lazy as we were in Budapest and actually get out and see some of the sights we have planned.

... fifty meters from the hotel when the concierge (who bore a very striking resemblance to Jam Hands Jay) came running after us demanding more money (just like Jam Hands Jay, always thinking about money). We walked back to the hotel with him and told him we had already paid for every night. He did a few calculations, then said in a small voice, &#8220;It&#8217;s ok. Thank you.&#8221; I guess I would probably react the same way if I were responsible for the twenty-six dollars he thought we owed.

... I get off work at 10:00. I have a drink, watch a movie and just relax. Sleep happens but I get up on time. I get dressed and walk the few blocks to Termini station...The bus comes. So, I'm waiting on the bus and along come some young girls obviously from California!!! they had been up all night at some club and were very talkative and loud. Everyone on the bus was ...

... to Hungary. The border here was almost abandoned, huge secure buildings and customs channels, all empty and becoming derelict. Crossing the plains of eastern Hungary the temperature rose and rose. By the time we got to our overnight stop at Debrecen it was 36. The site was an attractive but almost deserted woodland site, but best of all there was a small pool, so the Speedos could come out again. Then west to Romania ...

... fortress walls where the mote once was hundreds of years ago and then climbed up to the watch towers where scouts could once look at all the land from being tightly nestled in the hills of Transylvania. After meeting up with the crew yet again we reunited for a cup of hot chocolate in a local bar, and found some affordable pizzas at a café nearby. Everyone in the past few days have been dropping off like flies and we were once again saying goodbye to another ...

... of it. But no, these children are so hungry that they gulp down every bite. There was no such thing as playing with their food. Some days they dont even have enough food for all of them. We spent another few hours there playing with the older ones and holding the younger ones. Then it was time to go and as we walked out the door we left 2 of them asleep and 2 of them screaming for more attention. It was very sad. In the afternoon we went out to the home. Bianca grabbed hold of me. Not ...

... the neighbours before i get to the outside gate. There is this little kitten which is just the cutest thign. looks like mali but grey and... shes actually very affectionate. I sat there patting her for about half an hour. so now i pat her everytime i go out. she's always sitting in the same place. So then i went outside the locked gate and expected to have to walk half an hour or so. Turns out that right next door, the nieghbour has a little shop setup with a ...

... 6 years of his life. Not too sure where he was for the years between that and age 10 when his dad sent him to the Ottoman Empire to be a hostage. Probably strained the father/son relationship a bit. So now we're sitting in an Internet cafe, catching up on blog entries and e-mails prior to the overnight train to Budapest. Yeah, the ride should be fun. As the sleeper car was so expensive we'll be sitting up all night for this one. Wheee... Any sympathy out there... Didn't think so.

We got into town late, and only had time to briefly check out the city. We spend the night drinking dirt cheap beer and drinking texas holdem. The next day we planned to check out the citadel of Risnov, "Draculas Castle" in Brahn, and the most lavish castle in eastern europe in Rasov. For ...

... it doesn't look real. When I first saw it last week, I could only describe it as a picture perfect movie set...of what I imagine some Swiss Alps town to look like...and I was just waiting for the director to yell "CUT!" and the props to fall down and the extra's to go home. Difference is that everything was real, and I kept pinching myself and saying "where the hellll am I?!!" So, I hope your not bored with me already and at least a few of you are still reading my ...