Where winding roads, rusty rails, iffy health and lean budget meet the calm
Bucharest was our last stop in Romania. And it was the only city we weren’t impressed with. Based on history, this was somewhat expected, yet the contrast shocked us. Continue reading “Bucharest”
The train to Bucharest was rather full. Families with kids and huge suitcases, families without kids and with huge suitcases, and younger people with duffel bags, were boarding the train. They were all vacationers, going to the Black Sea. Continue reading “Braşov to Bucharest”
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