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- Continental Breakfast
- Room service
- Wheelchair accessibility
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- Free parking
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... jeans. I put the outer shell of my ski jacket on and they kept me dry. My bags are a little wet though. A nice lady gave me a plastic bag to put my jeans in. I was searching for a bag bc I couldn't remember if I had one or not. I'm hoping my place has laundry or somewhere I can hang up my jeans. Timisoara is really pretty. I met the hostel people ...
... a huge portion of soup. I also got bread and a pepper. I was disappointed in the pepper when I looked at it bc it was much longer than the others. This one wasn't pickled though like the others and it was hot. It was great. I was super happy. Main course was tasty too. A home run tonight. I posted the wrong photos in my previous entry. Those are supposed to be in this entry and the ones here should be there. My bad. Don't be a ...
The corn soup I had last night had corn flakes. Haha. They went well together. Good eye Mom Made it to Sibiu without a problem. I slept almost the whole way. I walked around the city. I climbed the church. There was a guy ahead of me in the church tower bc I could hear his steps. I caught up to him and he was huffing and puffing. Poor guy. He didn't go all the way up the tower bc ...
We woke up early to catch the minibus from Belgrade to Timisoara. Turns out that there is no official transportation between Serbia and Romania other than this private minibus company, which helpfully picked us up at the hostel and dropped us off at the train station in Timisoara! Serbia was very different from the beautiful mountainous regions we have been driving through—totally flat. We arrived at the bus staion in Timisoara ...
... Andrei’s mom came outside and asked me if I was hungry. I replied with a meek yes, so she snuffed her cigarette and scurried back into the house, returning with soup, deli meat, macaroni, and hot sauce. As I attempted to communicate with her, Andrei told me that his mom doesn’t know English; she just knows a few English words. I managed to convey to her, by rubbing my stomach and smiling, how tasty the food was and how much I appreciated it. She smiled ...