So much to share...
It took us 7 hours to get out of Moldova at customs as officials tore apart the bus we were traveling on with power drills. Literally they tore it apart. After a looooong wait another bus was finally sent for us. In the meantime I saw custom officials pulling out all kinds of boxes from within the bus. I wonder what they were trying to smuggle in? On the positive side, the customs officials actually did their job and didn't take a bribe! At least it seemed that way...
We met hitchhikers and vacationers from all over the world-- mostly Europe. The interesting ones must travel through Romania! We had some good times in the evenings at the hostel. Scot from Scotland and his Irish friend Greihm taught us some Scottish slang... He's neckin the puss of yer beak! He also taught me that I, and all women have "jebs".
Most of the time Neha and I wandered around the medieval town of Brasov looking at beautiful buildings, perusing museums, climbing a small Carpathian mountain (secretly hoping to run into a bear on the way), and eating delicious non-traditional(non-Moldovan/Romanian) food! We actually ate at the "China Restaurant" and in other restaurants devoured bowls filled with pasta. My favorite was eating a bowl full of salad with lettuce!!! Such a treat!
It's evident that Romania is part of the EU... it seems put together! The roads are nice, food is surprisingly cheaper, street lights work, and people in general tend to be.... happy! Amazing! I was impressed with Transylvania and how much forest surrounds quaint medieval villages and towns. Absolutely an amazing place to visit. I'd love to go back one day.
Neha and I mustered all the Romanian words we could... as Russian, and sometimes English weren't understood. Once again I became talented at gesturing like a madwoman. Good times. Good times.
We met an angel on the way leaving Romania. She told us what a wonderful thing it was to be in the Peace Corps, something volunteers (including myself) often question during service. She really encouraged us, and as a woman who has lived throughout the world, travels alone, and works with children with behavioral issues- she really is an angel!
Overall, this trip really refreshed me... Maybe I can even cry? I haven't shed a tear since coming to Moldova, which is strange since it's been almost a year since I've been here. I feel almost inhuman at times when I know I should/would have cried. Interestingly, I learned Neha feels the same way. We've become NUMB. Moldova has a lot to offer... cell phones, internet service, delicious fruit... but emotionally it is a draining place to live if you're not used to the post-Soviet mentality. I feel so much more relaxed from this trip soaking in beauty and happiness. I still haven't shed a tear, but I'm hoping I CAN one day soon! Sounds silly, but I really want to!
Here are some photos of Romania!
Click here for Romania photos: Brasov, Castles, Sigisoara- Birthplace of "Dracula" - or watch the slideshow.
