We're back in Sinaia. We won't begoing to Sibiu. The mountains here are too beautiful, the villages too interesting for the drive thru we gave them the other day. Sinaia is a resort town for the romanians - quick train ride from Bucharest. The houses here are painted onto the side of the mountain. The houses are villas and the villas designed with extravagant romanticism. There r houses rotting here, falling away into the streams and ravines. The new build looks the same as you'd find in any Italian / Tirol resort. The grey rectangles from the Ceaucescu regime are abandoned except by the cats. It's an amalgm of horrible and beauty. Please don't wear stilettos and big hair here - it's like showing up to a Bluegrss festival in Versace. That kind of facade is about fifteen years off in the future.
The white rolls they serve at Terasa Bucegi have soft brown tops and a tender crust. The brined carp is a burst of green peppers and a light broth sweetened with tomato.
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