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- Minbar in room
- Airport Transportation
- Non-smoking rooms
- Wireless internet connection in room (free)
- Multilingual staff
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... of their crimes. Rather than impaling them through the abdomen as the Turks did he began to experiment with new ways of weaving the stake up through the anus zigzagging past major organs and coming out of the neck, giving the longest death.
Transylvania was ruled by Austro-Hungarians who brought in Germans to protect themselves from Ottomans on two sides. All of the main squares we rebuilt by the Germans in Austro/Hungarian Romania. All merchants ...
... I wasn't too hungry but I went along anyway. The restaurant was really nice. I was down stairs in a basement and had a live band playing. It was a really nice atmosphere. We all got a local beer and then for my main course I went for a typical Romanian stew which was really nice and warmed me up from the weather outside. After our meals we pretty much went back to the hostel and went straight to bed. Myself and the German guy decided to give Bran castle another attempt ...
... Stoker isn't even real, even though the real-life Vlad Tepes was a seriously badass mofo. There was nothing supernatural about him, though you could argue that a man that could even conceive of the cruel and inhumane acts that he perpetrated couldn't be of this World. Seriously, impaling 20,000 Turkish soldiers through the anus and out the shoulder while skillfully avoiding any major organs, to ensure a slow and agonizing death that took up to three ...
Peles is surrounded by seven terraces decorated with statues (sculptured by the Italian, Romanelli), stone-made-wells, ornamental vases and Carara marble. The architects used an abundance of wooden decoration, both for the exterior and for the interior of the castle, which confers a very special quality to the building."
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Somehow I knew this moment would come when I was feeling the most alone, marking my seventeenth day since leaving my home, my family, my friends - not a long time, but enough to signal to me that the next forty odd days would not be a walk in the park, either. I sat at dinner, and could feel the frown tugging the corners of my mouth. How sad must I look? How embarrassing to be sitting alone...
Except I wasn't embarrassed. How could I be? I've ...