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... Europeans like to party!
We said goodbye to Sabine and hopped in the van to the airport with Carol and Dave. Those lucky dogs are heading to Italy for 2 more weeks of vacation.
I was reviewing events of the week and realized I had failed to mention a Scottish song that goes "ye cannae shove your granni from the bus" but I wasn't provided the opportunity to record it. I expect Joan to send me a video soon.
The Bucharest airport is ...
... life with a European one. They didn’t really miss blueberry pie, but they did miss banana bread. I empathized.
We ate dinner – I had what I was assured was a very Romanian dish, with polenta and Romanian cheese and a very meat-y stew that may or may not have included liver. I didn’t ask. Ruxi ordered cheese balls since she heard me exclaim over seeing them on the menu, then offered some to me. (They were exactly what they sounded like ...
It's about time I arrived here in Bucharest. After flying for so long it is hard to stay awake, the only time I got to sleep was the flight from Sydney to London which was a massive twelve and a half hours. The stopover in Sydney was almost 4 hours and the stop in London was 5, but luckily there were shops to kill time and places to eat. I arrived in Bucharest at 3:00 pm but because Bucharest is 7 hours behind Brisbane it was only 8 o'clock in the morning! I spent ...
... in front of a special tribunal, convicted and then shot by a firing squad on December 25, 1989.
Even today, Simone told us, some still reminisce fondly about the good old days under Ceaușescu.
Romanian Atheneum a 1888 Opera House
We ended our walk at an 1888, ornate, domed, circular building which is the city's concert hall.
....And Now for Lunch
... feel a little concerned. It was nearly 10 past as we decided to make a run for the Main Street and hopefully find a taxi there. As we got to the corner, we turned around to see a rusted out little red hatchback pull up in front of our hostel. Next thing, the window came down, his arm came out and a yellow taxi light was placed on the roof...the little rusted out hatchback had transformed into a taxi! We ran back, ...