The small, crowded train was moving sluggishly, yet noisily. The diesel fumes were getting swept inside the train car; this isn’t what you’d call mountain air. The 27 km trip took 45 minutes. But, after this second train, we were finally there: th… Continue…
After years and years of workers installing new curbs for sidewalks (along with scandals involving suspiciously expensive stones sold by AND bought by Videanu, mayor of Bucharest at that time), I expected that chapter to be closed and money to be … Continue…
Let’s pick up where we left off in the previous post: we were near the village of Comandau (with the awesome Hungarian name of Komando). We camped near a river and prepared a barbecue with cheap sausages (cabanos – Wikipedia seems to be having lot… Continue…
Friday afternoon caught me in the train, going to Brasov. I’ve left behind the oven Bucharest had become (with temperatures that day reaching 40). The train had just a breeze of AC, so you won’t forget it’s still summer. While crossing the mountai… Continue…
4 years ago, the Bucharest Road Administration built a series of bike paths. Awesome! It seems that these paths were more expensive than Bulgarian highways – all the math is here (in Romanian). So that means the paths must be awesome. Then I tried… Continue…