Rin Grand Hotel Bucharest

Thursday we visited another castle, Peles Castle in Sinai, in the morning which was quite impressive. We had a little trek up the hill, saw the castle set to the backdrop of the snow-capped mountains, ate some cake and then napped on the bus all the way to Bucharest. We had our first major truck disaster on the road to Bucharest; without any warning one of the front windows of the truck smashed, showering glass all over David and Alison. Fortunately, auto glass ...

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... if I go outside I'll be killed, luckily you, a taxi driver who speaks good English will, for a reasonable price, take me to a hostel ran by an Englishwoman..that sounds perfect, it's just too bad I don't believe a word you've said. By accusing me of racism, you got me into a conversation about a hostel ran by an English girl (a fact you only mentioned when you were sure of my origins) and I imagine if I get into your taxi I'll be ...

... time with Dan Dinu, the Plant Manager, and his team. Whilst I have visited a very large number of bottling sites across Europe this was my first visit to a brewery operation. I was given a tour of the brewery facility and taken through the process from raw material delivery through to bottling and packaging. The first thing that struck me was the level of automation in the brewing process - the whole process is fully automatic. The packaging and bottling ...

... that he was so completely different to me being a facts and figures accountant/ IT person and he an artsy fartsy writers photographer. I headed to bed early to be up in time for my appointment at 10am at the embassy. I woke up with plenty of time. Went down to have breakfast in the hotel, collected all of my papers and then pulled out my phone calendar to double check the time of my appointment. It was at that point that I realised there was a problem. When I made the ...

... terribly sick, headached and having an enormous confusion in my head. I was thinking about my baggy pants. Because that's still the only thing in which i really feel safe. And then we returned to Bucuresti; we had this big plan to check out the tomb of Vladimir Tepes and a villa of Causcescou, but we've given up after and hour of looking. I had enough of everything, I wanted to go back to the hostel. So we parked in ...

my dear friends:) many of you told me recently how they missed to hear about me and my adventures:) well..indeed there were no adventures lately , just office and school as always but in my mind the thought of doing something crazy rised a few weeks ago. after some confusing and disturbing days i decided to cancel my trip to croatia and italy and i accepted to go to scandinavia...a virgin land, a land where i will be able ...

... some extremely dodgy looking characters who are loitering around, as if they are old friends. "Can we please have a receipt for the fee so we can claim it on our insurance?" we ask. "It is not my money. I take to pay translator. You can come next week and collect receipt if you want. It is not my money". "We won't BE here next week, so could you please just write down on our police report that we gave you the money?". "It is not my money", he repeats. We go around in circles ...

... travelling in their medieval looking, horse-drawn carts. The country is in such a stage of transition - I can only imagine what it was like to live here 10 years ago, or how it will have progressed in another 10. Because we came from Toronto (which is apparently is the second SARS capital of the world!) it will still be another few days before I start work in the orphanage, as we are presently not allowed in! Till next time....