As I sit in my favorite Romanian coffee shop in Brasov, Kafe Pub,  I say to the waiter multumesc when he serves me my coconut cafe, I can’t help but noticed something different within in myself. I feel well at home in this country after being here for a week and a half. This feeling is somewhat shocking to me. Prior to this adventure, I was worried about not liking it here or immediately go through all the stages of homesickness. However, the second I step foot off the airplane, I felt safe and immense amount of welcomeness from the Romanians I met. I walked down the cobblestone streets of Brasov and feel moved by the history that each building holds each day. I always stop and stare at The Black Church in awe on my commute to work. I  walk down these same streets and can be greeted with a simple smile or…