Sarmis Transylvania
7 Maresal Averescu St, Hunedoara County Transylvania, Romania
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Dracula and the top gear road shenanigans
... first, then in great big drops that bounced off the windscreen keeping us awake a little longer. Anything was better than being in that tent though. About 2am Barry woke up to the lightening and thunder, it was clapping all around us, literally, we were sleeping in the middle of our very own lightshow. It cracked down to the ground just meters from the car, before a loud boom overhead signalled the thunders presence. He tried to take photos, but the light ...
No sign of Dracula I'm afraid,or the Cheeky Girls!
... of Brasov!! (sorry Greig, couldn't resist) The name 'Brasov' being illuminated in huge letters high above the town in the 'Hollywood' style certainly made me feel I was somewhere else other than Translyvania. The main square was great for people watching while we ate some Tapas and drank wine and beer. I know this probably sounds like we've forgotten we are on a budget but I promise you this did not break the bank, 6 delicious Tapas, a red wine and a half ...
Social Context of Education in Romania
... may not be a choice for many of them. Many of them live in temporary housing, and move from place to place. They move into deserted houses, build shacks in the forest, or they live on the street. David and I even saw an old pig sty that the Roma had fashioned into a housing complex for many, many families. These families had to share one garden water faucet. Because of their living conditions, standards of hygiene are ...
Outlook...
... I think they basically just expected me to babysit and not develop a curriculum and routines.
There is a little boy in the preschool, who gets picked up at 6:30 each day by his grandfather. This little boy brings me flowers each day. I’ve gotten roses, daisies, and yesterday, I got some fresh basil. In my two years as a teacher, with the exception of a Valentine’s Day carnation, I have never gotten any flowers. It makes me feel ...
Walking on Stilts around Deva Castle
... and Kinga and I decided it would be best if we ventured out onto the stilts and tried to go as far as we could. Some stilts were massive hunks of wood that could support both of our weights at once, others couldn't support either of us if we stepped on them in the middle. Some were broken, at the bottom of the stone walls, and we wondered if it had been a person that broke them by trying to cross over just as we were doing.
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