Brasov

The next day Theo brought me to Curtea where I got a ticket for Braşov. It would be a 4.5h drive through winding roads and mountains. I guess I was the only foreign there, the bus quite old, but we arrived safely in Braşov. I had decided to take a hotel there and not staying at my hostparents since I didn’t know when they were returning from Belgium, where Ana lives now with baby Luiz and husband Mike. So I walked up Strada lunga, long street as I did everyday in 2006. The only things that changed were that the cara are more modern and there are way more of them - and many of the houses has been renovatd. My hotel was at the very end - or beginning of the strada lunga. And it’s really long. I checked in - amd checked with Gica who was at home. I didn’t loose time and walked the street again to my foster home, Strada Lucernei. How good it was to see her again. Amd of course she asked me: Chantal, you hangri? I remembered immediately why I felt so at home then. Wonderful people. As we talked some of my Romanian came back and we were able to have a good conversation, updating eachother about our respective lifes. Vasile was already working and since it was his name’s day they were celebrating at his working place. After an absolutely delicious dinner we went there by cab. Vasile, too, so joyful and nice, I was in a bliss. We stayed for a while and then we called it a day. How good to be back!Leggi altro