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Sunday, November 22nd, 2009

Brasov, Romania

If there’s one thing we’ve learnt, it’s that each country – and in some countries, each city – has its own etiquette for getting from one side of the road to the other.
On our first day in Brasov, one of the first things we needed to do was cross the road. Leo, who had come to pick us up, led the way. We were all standing at the side of the road, backpacks on backs, two big pots on trolley, little children’s hands held tightly. To us, the road appeared to be full of traffic. We were prepared to wait for it to pass. Not Leo. He strode out into the middle of it and it all stopped.
“Come on,” he called back over his fast disappearing shoulder.
Tentatively, we too stepped out.

When we were on our own we were still not as confident as our host. At least, not until we had observed the traffic patterns for a bit. It would seem to us that while a pedestrian can step out and expect the traffic to halt, there is also an underlying etiquette at work. If the traffic is already backed up for people crossing the road when you appear at the curb, it is polite to wait. We find ourselves erring on the side of being too polite, resulting in cars stopping for us and drivers having to urge us across!

We still find ourselves looking the wrong way up the street Just To Make Sure – there have been plenty of countries where it was quite acceptable for vehicles to use any lane in any direction, instilling in us a sense of over-precaution. But until you are familiar with a new place, is it not a matter of better safe than sorry?
Looking the wrong way is completely unnecessary here. People both travel the right way, and as already mentioned, display a propensity to stop if you advance.

One thing that is peculiar to Romania is carparking. Take a look at the contraptions, which line residential streets:

If you want to park there, you’ll need the key to release the lock. Ingenious really.

And while we are talking about parking, would you like to take a look at what’s parked around our area?

We’re going on a bear hunt…

Saturday, November 21st, 2009

Brasov, Romania

“Imitation is the highest form of praise.” Is that sufficient comment to release us from copyright laws regarding one of our favourite books? Hope so….here goes….

We’re going on a bear hunt
We’re going to catch a big one
It’s a beautiful day
We’re not scared (except for ERgirl3, that is)

Uh-oh, a river
A deep wide not-much-more-than-a-stream river
Can’t go over it
Can’t go under it
Oh no, we’ll have to go through it

(well, some of us managed to get OVER, others splashed through!)
splash splosh splash splosh

We’re going on a bear hunt
We’re going to catch a big one
It’s a beautiful day
We’re not scared (although ER keeps checking nothing is following us)

Uh-oh, a mountain
A straight up steep climb mountain
Can’t go under it
Can’t go round it
Oh no, we’ve got to go OVER it

Climb gasp climb gasp
Stop to admire the view
Climb gasp climb gasp

We’re going on a bear hunt
We’re going to catch a big one
It’s a beautiful day
We’re not scared (even ER is having fun, and manages to walk about 8 of the 17km)

Uh-oh, we’re at the top of the mountain and we need to get down to the valley
(…and we’re aware we’ve taken four hours to get this far….and we can see the sun is beginning to set…..)

 

So we go….
Straight down
Slipping
Straight down
Sliding
Straight down
Concentrating
Straight down
Warning others below us about falling rocks
Straight down
Helping each other
Straight down


If you look really hard, you can see Rob at the bottom of the hill – although actually it’s only about halfway.

At the bottom of the drop we are still above the pine trees
And we haven’t found our bear

We’re going on a bear hunt
We’re going to catch a big one
It’s a beautiful day
We’re not scared (not even ER)

Uh-oh, a forest
A dark green forest
Can’t go over it
Can’t go under it
Oh no, we’ve got to go through it

Stumble trip stumble trip

We’re going on a bear hunt
We’re going to catch a big one
It’s a beautiful day
We’re not scared (although darkenss is beginning to fall and even the big kids ask about bears coming out at dusk)

Uh-oh, a canyon
A deep steep-walled canyon
Can’t go over it
Can’t go under it
Oh no, we’ve got to go through it

Plod plod
As fast as we can
Plod plod

We’re going on a bear hunt
We’re going to catch a big one
It’s a beautiful day
We’re not scared (even though we’ve now realised we will not be back before dark)

Uh-oh, bear country
Possibly real live bear country
Can’t go over it
Can’t go under it
Oh no, we’ve got to go through it

And we even see a bear cave!

Kids’ comments:
Mboy7
It was really funny when I was hiding in the pine trees and rubbing a stick aginst a branch and Dad thought I was a bear – he REALLY did.

Tgirl5
The hardest thing was to get down the slippery bit of hill where the man had to help us. It was quite funny, but we were told to stop laughing and concentrate.

Lboy9
(Mother, wanting someone to mention the whey cheese purchased from a farmer en route, prompts: what was the yummiest part of the day?)
The lollies we were given at the top.

Jgirl15
The thing that surprised me was the houses on the hillside didn’t look adequate for the weather extremes they get there. That, and all the tree-branch fencing made me think of the Hmong villages in Thailand.
We met an old lady (82 years old), who looked quite frail, but there she was, herding a cow. She looked too spindly to stop it, had it chosen to ignore her commands or her stick.

Jboy13
Is there anything to say other than mentioning the climb where you think you’ve reached the top, but it’s only halfway? It was so steep, and it tires me out just thinking about it a day later (new family drama queen in the making!) Actually, the canyon was good cool nice (the linguistic police do not allow these adjectives!) big (that’s hardly any better!), amazing, massive, oh-I’m-lost-for-words, what surprised me is that in some parts of it the stream was running really fast and then in other parts it died down to absolutely no water at all, and then a little further on there would be water again. (Satisfied with this response, mother allows the cinderella to continue sweeping up after dinner – he’s a multi-tasker you know, dictating and sweeping at the same time – and moves on to the smallest family member, hoping for some meaningful contribution to her question, “What can you remember about yesterday’s walk?)

ERgirl3
Didn’t like to walk. Wif da mountains. I can’t rember da….can’t rember it. Dere were chickens and cows and sheep and I heard da cowbells. Da bear was a monster. (Well, that got all the listeners gathered around the table giggling – no wonder she was worried!)

Kgirl10
It was hard going up the very steep hill, but it was fun sliding down the other side. The river water that we drank was very cold and tasted delicious. At the end it was eerie as the rock towered above our heads while we were walking along the dark path. It was one hard climb.

Kboy12
No comment as he is out on the town with Rob while we are writing. (When they get back, they’ll disappointedly tell us they walked 9km and could not find the exhibition they went in search of!)

(And judging by his comments throughout the day and into the evening, Rob would be bound to remark what a man he was! <wink> He might even raise his shirt to display his rippling muscles! But not on the blog, of course.)

if you go up in the woods today….

Friday, November 20th, 2009
Brasov, Romania You might meet a bear and you could go by cable car. But true to our tradition, we walked. And when you’ve walked to the top, you don’t want to take the cable car down; you want to run, trip ... [Continue reading this entry]

when everything goes wrong in the kitchen…

Thursday, November 19th, 2009
Brasov, Romania …you end up with a lot of corn. A LOT! Perhaps it all started last night. Someone burnt the rice, but salvaged a fair portion of it. En route to the table he dropped it. Someone else put the oats on to ... [Continue reading this entry]

hard to say

Tuesday, November 17th, 2009
Brasov, Romania We arrived in Romania knowing how to say “Praise the Lord!” in Romanian and that we had once known how to say, “I love you”. Both have fairly limited contexts for use. Quickly we learnt:   yes no thank you is good/fine a few numbers Guten Appetit hot ... [Continue reading this entry]

new

Monday, November 16th, 2009
Brasov, Romania New apartment. New neighbourhood. New market. New prices (surprisingly more like Germany than Poland) Leo and Lili organised an apartment for us to rent for our month here. We said we only needed a small one, but this was an impossibility. No-one ... [Continue reading this entry]

no snow – it’s raining!

Sunday, November 15th, 2009
Brasov, Romania Yesterday there were twelve children from two families, all shy-ish, the older ones managing to extend polite civilities. The adults enjoyed the peace, expecting it not to last. Two of our boys stayed the night with the other ... [Continue reading this entry]

14 November

Saturday, November 14th, 2009
Brasov, Romania We had specifically planned NOT to do a Budapest stopover, but being unable to get seats on the directly-connecting bus, forced us to spend two days in the Hungarian capital. As we pulled out of the bus station ... [Continue reading this entry]

success in budapest

Friday, November 13th, 2009
night bus from Budapest, Hungary to Brasov, Transylvania (Romania) We found them! The Hungarian specialties a reader recommended. And we found a  few more too ;-) We wandered over Chain Bridge to the funicular railway that takes unsuspecting tourists up to ... [Continue reading this entry]

a tale of two cities

Thursday, November 12th, 2009
Budapest, Hungary Krakow is supposedly the new Budapest. After our one day driving through the more famous city, we were impressed, but holding judgement as to which one we prefer. Leaving Krakow yesterday, we still hadn’t decided – we needed ... [Continue reading this entry]