Golden Tulip Ana Tower Sibiu
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realised we were not going to make the campsite we had intended on getting to.
So at a very old and ****** camping sign we turned off the road into an orchard
that looked like it was a camping place some 10 years ago. Pulled up and
quickly had dinner with the intent of erecting the tent when it got dark.
Well apparently we had been spotted and before long the
owner appeared and in sign language indicated that if we were going to sleep
here it was okay. ...
... went to lunch at a nice place. I met some of the Romanians I met in Bucharest and Cluj. We hung out all day just seeing stuff and meeting more people. Not the longest of blogs. The people were so nice. The nurses all were offered jobs in Ireland so that was super awesome. I met people who are part of an NGO called AIESEC. I had never heard of it ...
... spent most of the night throwing up. the other spend most of the night following him round, presumably clearing up. it was eventful. the next day I took a small walk around the old town, then down to the bus station to plan my escape from Sibiu. a small, sleepy town that surly would have been brought to life had there been more going on at the hostel. however it was either a stop here, or 13 straight hours on the bus to Bucharest, I know which I'd ...
... planned it seemed, and one of the oddest coincidences of nature I've ever experienced. For the next twenty minutes or so, thunder and lightning boomed and flashed about, until we decided to begin the several hour-long journey back to Mediaş, and not too long after we set out from Bran, we encountered some of the heaviest rain I've ever seen for almost the entire trip back. It's probably just that this area of Transylvania is accustomed to such intense ...
... virtually no other cars on the road in either direction and very few houses. Every few minutes, a lone car or couple motorbikes would fly down from the other direction with silly grins pasted across their drivers’ faces.
The rural road quickly gave way to beautiful countryside with babbling brooks and sunny meadows leading up into large rolling treed mountains giving way to sharp gorges as the road twisted left and right quickly climbing through ...