So after a long and not particularly sleepy overnight journey on the Romanian sleeper (why the train had to honk it’s horn every 3-4 mins throughout the night is beyond me), we have arrived in Brasov, one of the “capitals” of Transylvania. It’s an odd mixture of stark and mainly grubby 50s and 60s communist style blocks at the new end of town (where the station is) and colourful quaint and quirky mediaeval buildings in the old part, where we are staying. Already we’ve seen a bright green 50s chalet-style set of apartment blocks set at the top of the hill above the town, and the bizarre white lettered BRASOV sign at the top of the almost-alpine Tampa Hill that overlooks the houses.
There’s a really lovely atmosphere here, people seem laid back and friendly, and we’re also back in the territory of a vaguely familiar language! Romanian is closely related to Italian and Spanish, despite Romania being surrounded by Slavic nations. OK I don’t speak Italian or Spanish, but nonetheless, somehow it all seems just a bit less other-worldly.
Our hostel is one of the old mediaeval-looking buildings, all higgledey piggledey stairs and roofs on the outside, but with modern facilities on the inside – again as it’s low season we have a dorm to ourselves.
And on top of this it’s snowing today. I don’t know if anything could be more picturesque!
Days since leaving the UK: 6
Kilometres travelled so far by main train journeys: 1911+675 = 2586
Countries travelled through so far: 7
Cities visited: 6
Weather: snowy but sunny!