Travel Blogs from Sibiu
... to agree with him.
There is very little commercial exploitation, just a few busy souvenir sheds and coffee stalls and occasional alpine hotels in the high peaks. It is glorious now but I fear what it will be like in years to come when tourism realises what a gem is here in the Transylvanian Alps?
For now we just glory in the ride. Lots of Sunday traffic flooding back down homewards on the lower slopes but after a while ...
Wednesday 9th July 2014
* Romania is 2 hours ahead of England. It's tough getting up to the alarm call. Against our better judgement we stayed up to watch the Brazil v Germany match. SG was also catching up on Blog Writing. Previously on Rally Andina she was responsible for only 1 day a week and now it is all 7!
* The First Aid Kit is opened for the first time to tend to AG'S bleeding elbow. He trips on a marble staircase in ...
Today was solely focused on battling the Transfagarasan highway, Top Gear's #1 ranked road to drive in the world! It consists of 90km of a formerly military highway, that twists and turns its way over Romania's highest peaks (over 2000m), it's height results in it only being open for a few months a year, conveniently beginning a week before we arrived. At the beginning if the Transfagarasan, the Poenari Castle overlooked the ...
... give us a view of where we
actually were and it was spectacular. High jagged peaks were all
around with the road winding it's way through them, there are no
barriers, no run off areas, just steep drops off to either side. You
are on your own up here.
The rain started to ease off as we
dropped down the northern side of the mountains towards Sebe and for
a while we enjoyed ...
... 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 ...