Please note: the original dialogue was in Romanian and this is only a loose paraphrasing of what was said. It is not meant to be a word-for-word transcription and some elements have been compressed for dramatic necessity. The SCENE takes place in a bar in CLUJ-NAPOCA in ROMANIA. It is evening time. From stage left in walks THE DUDE, a Romanian guy with gel in … Continue reading Scene From A Romanian Bar
Sadly, as I detailed at length here, riding the rails here in Romania ain’t quite what it used to be. Simply put, for me riding CFR, especially in those “heady days of yore” was quite often akin to Teddy Roosevelt sailing off to Africa in search of adrenaline. It was quite an adventure for me, especially since I started out at almost zero knowledge of … Continue reading True Tales of Riding the Rails in Romania
Note: There may be some SLIGHT exaggerations in this story. Also, all names have been changed to protect the so-called “innocent” LOL I have a little confession to make. In my earlier post about drinking in Romania I did mention tuica but I neglected to inform you that yes… *sniff*… I am something of a tuica whore. There are two kinds of tuica in this … Continue reading How Tuica Almost Made Me Start World War 3, Completely by Accident and Totally Not My Fault
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