Chisinau Small Hotels - Reviews and Rates

I finally got on the road from Lviv on my Istanbul trek. I took a bus from lviv to Chisinau, Moldolva, which has the breakaway communist province of Transnistria. Against all advice, I booked a bus that went thru this region, although I certainly didn't know it at the time. Communicating with anyone in Ukraine is almost impossible (outside of th...

Day 10 Oonagh Poonah Today was an extraordinary and dramatic one in many ways. - It started with our visit to the Hospital of Gynaecology and Obstetrics, where we were met by the senior consultant and Rotarian, Dr Marin Vasile Rotaru. Before we started on our tour of the hospital, Dr Rotaru took questions from us and generally explained the situ...

DAY 8 - Marco Our Stay In Târgoviste is getting to its end and no need to say, we are getting ready for Moldova... None of us visited the republic of Moldova before, so curiosity and vibrant excitement are in the air. Packing is not as easy as it seems: The Principle of physics teached to us by Marinela during the faculty visit said 'In nature n...

I have made it this far! "The end of the line." according to Let's Go! It is a strange place, but we have managed to find a place to stay and get a ticket to Romania for tommarow night. All is well except that the water and fake crab make me feel sick.

Ich weiss, Ihr habt es vermisst ;) Hier bin ich also wieder in Moldau, der Republik, die keine ist. Am Sonntag nahm ich schweren Herzens den Bus nach Chisinau, doch Halt, warum schweren Herzens? Diesmal gebe ich es zu, ich hab mich verliebt... Nach ziemlich krassen Erlebnissen in Vilnius endete das ganze mit einer ziemlich suessen Lovestory. Nae...

Eine Woche ist schon wieder um, und endlich habe ich ein bisschen was zu tun. Ein paar Fotowände fü AVI habe ich zusammen geschustert, Sachen für das Wochenende besorgt. Ich habe dabei gelernt wie man noch besser angestarrt werden kann auf seinem Weg durch die Stadt: Einfach ein riesiges Paket, in meinem Fall gefüllt mit einer FlipChart-Tafel. A...

The way home Yesterday, evening. I am sitting in minibus 120, Ana is ready to get off at her station. A man enters, old, dirty, run down. When he sees me, he starts smirking and talking to me excitedly. In Russian. I only understand 'reklama', and Ana, who decides at that moment to go a whole round on the minibus, being afraid, truly translates ...

ein h**zliches priwjet all**seits, war so beschaeftigt, dass ich **st nach knapp zwei wochen wied** zum schreiben eines eintrags komme... muss mich jetzt g**ade selb** fragen, womit ich eigentlich so beschaeftigt war??!!! also, **stmal war ich natu**lich mal wied** in punkto kultur unt**wegs. das ist hi** so guenstig, dass man es sich einfach ni...