Brasov to Bucharest
Rest in Bucharest
We hired a private car (with driver, Mihaela’s husband) to take us from our hotel in Brasov to our hotel close to the airport in Bucharest. We don’t plan to go to the city proper as we have an early flight to Athens tomorrow. We drove over the Fagaras Mountains (possibly part of the Carpathians) and continued to see pretty little villages and beautiful autumnal forests climbing up the mountainsides to their snow-capped peaks.
Once we were down from the mountains, the scenery changed drastically to flat lifeless land crisscrossed by power lines and other sorts of wire nets. I have no idea what they are. We passed by several cooling towers attached to what looked like an oil refinery but maybe it was a nuclear power station. People were living in old houses only metres away — quite depressing. Eventually, we reached the Hotel Charter and climbed the stairs to our second-floor rooms. I left my suitcase in the lobby. Hopefully, no one wants it tonight! Our knees were stiff from the trip so Keeley, Lorelle, and I decided to go for a walk (to Macca’s!) I had a chicken wrap and a Big Apple Sundae and a cappuccino frappe.
On our way back, Keeley spied six puppies who looked hungry so we stopped at the supermarket and bought them some dry puppy food. She wanted to take them all home. They were so cute. Two more stray dogs wanted the lemonade I had bought and one even licked my bum — it’s a wonder you didn’t hear the scream!
After that adventure, we came back to our room and I fell asleep after ten pages of my book! When I woke up, it was dark so we decided to order in. I couldn’t go past the calzone — a new taste sensation I had never seen in Australia — washed down with the 2 litres of merlot we had to drink before our flight tomorrow!
We are sharing an apartment with Lorelle and Kiryn. Stacey is back in Nantes for a few days and will join us in Athens on Friday. Our apartment has a jacuzzi — the first spa bath we’ve had this trip — what can you expect when you travel budget? Keeley and I take full advantage of it to soak our tired bodies before hitting the hay. We had planned to catch the train via Thessaloniki but there’s some issue about Greece and international borders and the train’s not running, so we have to fly to Athens tomorrow — our first flight since we flew from Paris, France to Bergen, Norway 5 weeks ago.
Since then, we’ve stayed in Paris, Bergen, Oslo, Copenhagen, Hamburg, Amsterdam, Brugge, Luxembourg, Bacharach, Rothenberg, Munich, Salzburg, Vienna, Prague, Budapest, Brasov, and Bucharest — some places only one night — I call this my whistle-stop tour of Europe.





