Sighsoara Sighisoara
Scolii Street 4-6 Sighisoara, Transylvania, 3050, Romania
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Sighisoara
We arrived in Sighisoara one hour before the stores closed and the clock tower closed. The church at the top of the hill was already locked up. That made our visit to this town very rushed. Unfortunately, we had to leave early the next morning before anything opened. This is the place in the trip - probably the only place - that I would have liked …
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Forget about Dracula
... of Viscri.
And here is one nice story we have found in the museum of Viscri:
"On a February day, after school, the schoolboys would give the schoolgirls a wharve (a little painted wheel made of wood, or "Wirkel" in Saxon dialect). These wharves were made during wintertime and boys were usually helper by their fathers. The wharves were first cut with a small saw and then painted. These little wooden wheels were placed on the spindle for a better ...
Climbing a mountain
... described as cities (although if Timisoara is a city then so is Hastings...) and Cluj Napoca was buzzing (I want to go back in term time as it is a student city and the bars were amazing, it just lacked students) so it was nice to pull up in the train to some cute thatched houses surrounded by mountains/very big hills. We couldn't see the citadel immediately as the Lonely Planet had promised us so we were unsure at ...
Futile Mushroom hunt...and great eats
... the scenery. We sat down at a table and ordered some beers, chatted, looked around trying to find all the churches, stores, apartment blocks, and known little spaces of Sighisoara. After a while we decided to continue our journey to the very top, where the mititei where waiting for us. When we reached the top we ordered another round of beers, a large order of french fries and mititei for all of us (3 for each lady and 6 for the squidman). Everything ...
Leaving on a Jet Train....
... crawl under my skin and never come back out! She also shared the same phobia and both of us quickly moved away from our own seats, no longer sitting comfortably in our own sweat, now sitting straight up, our backs no longer glued to our seats, our eyes frantically searching to see if any other little critters where crawling near us. To make a long story short this was the worst train experience we have had and believe me, having traveled all of the European continent in ...



