February 08, 2004
Sic transit gloria mundi
We spent the weekend in Transsylvania and have much to blog about.
We went to Braşov (Kronstadt) and stayed there over night. Today, we took the back route through Bran -- Dracula's castle, anyone? -- and on serpentines between the Bucegi and the Faragaş mountains via Piteşti back home. The trip was truly spectacular and heart-wrenchingly sad and you can read all about it in the next days. And yes, the title of this post is meaningful. You'll see.
Fortified church in Cristian/Neustadt (Click to see full version)
However, right now we're very tired. The kids didn't take the mountainous roads very well -- David screamed for an hour and Alan puked all over the car, twice. The roads are scenic but very bad. We saw a lot and have to digest a bit before we can write about our impressions. So we are heading straight to bed now. What do you mean, it's only 9 pm? We have two kids under two, OK?
(Oh, and Doug has to run out because the alarm in the office went off and we live conveniently close by. Stupid alarms.)
Good night, world.
Posted by claudia at February 8, 2004 09:01 PM