Pantex Brasov
Dobrogeanu Gherea 4C Brasov, Transylvania, Romania
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Brasov..first glance...
... back. I am learning...
After arriving at the Pensiune Hanna I looked at the door and realized there was no bell. I looked through a crack and saw that what I thought was a door was actually a gate. So even knocking would do no good. It had started to rain, so I pulled out my backpack cover and tried really hard to think of this as another adventure. I have to say adventure is easier to cope with when you are not tired, cold, and ...
Back to the Roots
... fed and hydrated throughout our journey. The drive was beautiful, I had forgotten just how beautiful this country was, and Squid was constantly reminded of Patagonia as he gazed out the window and was overtaken by the green mountains all around. After about one hour and a half of driving (maybe 2) we arrived at an old hotel where Ceausescu and his crew would vacation. We browsed around, walked around the park, even went inside the old Casino were Communists would gather ...
Incantevole Brasov
... attorno alla Chiesa Nera (cosi' chiamata per un passato incendio) o arrampicarsi sulle due torri appartenenti al sistema difensivo teutonico, da cui ci si stampa nella memoria una bella cartolina d'insieme della citta'. Su tutto domina uno scosceso fianco montuoso ricoperto dalle fitte foreste transilvane, su cui campeggia la scritta bianca Brasov, che fa il verso alla sua piu' famosa omologa Hollywoodiana.
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Dracula!
... to the hostel, Alex made a new friend who we affectionately named Twiggy:
Our final day in Brasov was spent chilling out in town. We had planned to take a gondola up to the top of the hills surrounding us but it was really foggy and rainy which meant the gondola was shut. After getting some food, and getting soaked whilst trying to find a Romania badge for my collection, we headed back to the Kismet hostel to get our bags ...
Transylvanian Myths and Realities
... in Sighişoara, without question!
Reluctantly, I was off. My destination was Maramureş, in NW Romania. I bought a ticket for Baia Mare giving myself permission to get off halfway in Cluj Napoca if I felt too bad. I found myself in a car with 2 ladies and a young girl. Again, I must have looked frightening (and surprisingly the gothic look is not in fashion here). As I snoozed, awakening occasionally to glimpse the beautiful ...



