Shelter from the rain

A couple of hours later I was in a clean and dry room of a pension in a town called Curtea de Argeș ("Court upon the Argesh"), after arranging with the landlady in my broken Romanian for my clothes to be washed. Actually, I've asked if they have a washing service, they said they don't, but she said she will do it for me. I guess I was very muddy and wet. This pit-stop will also give me a chance to recharge all the devices as well.Weiterlesen