Villa Marchisa Residence Bucharest

Ajung la Bucuresti pentru treburi la Ministerul Justitiei. Si daca tot sunt aici, ma hotarasc sa vizitez Targul Imobiliar National care se desfasoara in 24-27 septembrie in Piata Constitutiei.

Atat de pompos numitul “Targ National” ocupa scuarul din fata Casei Poporului, in zona interzisa circulatiei, pe o suprafata de cateva sute de metri patrati. Intru in zona ingradita in care se desfasoara manifestatia si constat ca de data asta ofertele ...

We arrived in to bucharest at ridiculous oclock in the morning. We had to wait around at the station drinking awful coffee before anything would even open. We then found that there were loads of trains up to Brasov in Transylvania so went for an explore of Bucharest. We got the metro over to the bottom of Bucharests very own imitation Champs Elysse and walked up to the Palace of ...

... fiti alaturi de noi in aceasta calatorie pe care unii (si nu putini) au spus ca e cam nebuneasca. O sa scriem de cate ori vom avea ocazia si sper sa punem si cat mai multe poze care sa va introduca in atmosfera locurilor pe care le vom vizita. Ne auzim din nou cu cateva zile inainte de plecare, sa va spunem cum stam cu bagajele si mai ales cu emotiile, pt ca trebuie sa recunosc ca am ceva emotii. Sanatate

... as many trucks in my life as I have seen today and never have seen them from this close. It was so busy and the road conditions were pretty poor. As much as it was defenitely not a road you should put cyclist on I managed. I guess I am used to crazy Sydney drivers and the pacific highway going to Turramurra. We ended up a town called Dragodana, not sure how they found this place, but at least we had a place to put our tents. Oh no lets rephrase that, no green but a ...

... live gypsy music so stayed for a while. Onto the national theatre where we'd been filmed years before, near to Bucharest's 0 marker where all distances are measured from next to memorial to people killed during demonstrations in 1989. Down the road a memorial to the location where the first person was killed in the same demonstrations. When we came before we had a lavish banquet in a posh hotel which I found to be the hilton as I recognised the ...

... industrial complex the Soviets had built, now completely defunct and disintegrating. We would see this time and again, come out of a gorgeous green valley and find the massive remains of a Soviet era industrial complex, now just a few hectares of concrete rubble and burned out building shells. One really has to wonder why these have all gone defunct. And also what it is in the Soviet psyche that drives them to build such ugly, depressing, soul destroying architecture for ...

... or so and got a little surly myself as my arms were buffeted and grabbed. I made it back to Universitii Square and headed down towards the area where my hotel was. The beggars were lighter here, but the pimps more numerous and aggressive- and the streetlights far fewer and blocks of darkness far longer. Ok, frankly, I was scared. I got back to main street off of which my dinky hotel lies- and made for the Novotel. A new brightly lit building with a doorman, I shook off a ...

... a Sunday morning departure. It turned out, however, that the only way for Mart to make his flight was for us to leave Saturday night, about 45 minutes from the time that we learned this. So goodbyes were cut short, and we took a crazy ride through Chisinau with the amazing Pastor Vladimir behind the wheel, me trying to repack my backpack in the back, and the Bank of Marie making change for all our extra Moldovan leu. In the middle ...

... FREE!!!! The next day we headed off to watch his team play against Constanta. The stadium was rather empty so we screamed along with the handful of supporters already there. Our team won!!!! Sunday we met with Lauren (the GAP Project Manager from the UK) and headed off with Cathy 'dirty mole' Comisel to Sinaia in the mountains. We headed to Peles Castle which was the first real tourist spot we've been to here in Romania - there were ...

... me...and here is the best part folks, HE DOES NOT SPEAK ENGLISH, so I dont know what he was saying to me...It was all very amusing (he understands a lot of englih though...hmmm). So who knows, there might be a Spicy Romanian knocking at my door one day wanting to collect his woman. Sarah and I have decided that we LOVE LOVE LOVE Romania (right now, for example, there are some men singing like monks in the internet cafe, fabulous!), the food is absolutely AMAZING, and ...