A Trip from My Home-town to Bran Castle

Romania doesn’t have many motorways. And to some extent, this is a good thing. Strolling accross country you get the chance to discover so many gems that have been forgotten under the thick dust of time, or left at the mercy of nature to defeat time through their own forces. Old churches, castles, fortresses, manor houses, towers..They all tell stories about a past rich in events and culture. If only more had ears to listen to these stories!

If you embark on a trip from Targu Mures to Bran, you’ll be amazed that on a distance of around 170km you can see so many testimonies of the Romanian past. People don’t look at them anymore. I didn’t use to look at them anymore. But now I do. Now that I don’t have them anymore, I savour every bit of them.

Targu Mures is an treasure for whoever is interested in architecture and history.

From its medieval fortress and the gothic cathedral, to its Hungarian Cultural Palace, from its medieval high-school to the modern and unique National Theatre, there is something to amaze your eyes everywhere.

Targu Mures
Targu Mures

 

 

 

 

 

 

We embark onto the journey to Bran on the E60 road, which takes us through Romanian, Hungarian and German villages.

Toldalagi Manor House ruin
Toldalagi Manor House ruin
Balauseri
Tigmandru Church
Hetiur Medieval Church
Hetiur Medieval Church
Somsics Castle, Hetiur - Ruin
Somsics Castle, Hetiur - Ruin

 

We then arrive to Sighisoara, where we have to stop for at least a couple of hours. This is a place oozing history. Its narrow streets are buzzing with tourists who want to see one of the few if not the only currently inhabited medieval fortresses in Europe, the place where Vlad Tepes, aka Dracula was born.

Sighisoara
Sighisoara
Sighisoara - Medieval church
Sighisoara – Medieval church
Sighisoara
Sighisoara
Sighisoara
Sighisoara
Saschiz Medieval Church
Saschiz Medieval Church
Saschiz Medieval Fortress
Saschiz Medieval Fortress
Bunesti Medieval Chruch
Bunesti Medieval Chruch
Rupea Fortress
Rupea Fortress
Hoghiz
Hoghiz
Feldioara Medieval Ruins
Feldioara Medieval Ruins
Harman
Harman

And then we arrive to Brasov.. What an amazing city…

Brasov - Central Square
Brasov - Central Square
Brasov Central Square
Brasov Central Square

And we’re getting closer to Bran… On our way, we go through Rasnov..

Rasnov
Rasnov

An finally we arrive to the amazing Bran. This journey is worth taking over a few days. There is no way to describe its beauties here, you have to see these things with your own eyes…

Bran Castle
Bran Castle

We haven’t covered a great distance, but the amount og things we have seen is mind blowing! That is because Romania is such an amazing country, and unfortunately people misjudge it and don’t give it a chance. They don’t give themselves the chance to discover it, and they’re missing out. I’m proud to be Romanian, and I’m proud to belong to these wonderful places!

 

Anunțuri

I love being Romanian

I love being Romanian. I was born in the heart of Transylvania, I grew up there, and I carry it in my heart wherever I go.

I love being Romanian, because I know the smell and taste of fresh bread, baked in a log oven, and I know the beautiful aroma and color of plum jam made by an old, kind lady, who is my grandmother. I also know how nice it is to pick these plums from your own trees, amongst which you play every day, and which you see evolve from the fist blossom untill fall. I also know that these plums can be fierce if you let them ferment and you distill them, to make the burning traditional tuica.

I love being Romanian because growing up there has taught me how hard life can be but how easy it is to live and enjoy existing. My parents taught me what responsibility means, but also not to over-worry, as God will always provide me with the strength and means to follow my way.

I love being Romanian because when I am there I look at every flower, and leaf, and listen to every bird, I look at the sky and the clouds, and I know that they are all there for us to enjoy.

I love being Romanian because of the folk music that only us Romanians can understand and feel, because of our traditions that belong to us only, because of the food that touches all our senses and our wines that embody our sun, our desire, our happiness, our moments of pure enjoyment, our music, and our national tragedies.

I love being Romanian because I know what „dor” means and because although I can translate it into other languages , no other language will be able to personify the word like Romanian does.

I love being Romanian because I used to have so little. I now have more and know how to appreciate and respect every bit of it. I also know that if I lose it, it’s not all lost. I’ll still have the plums, and the orchards, and the wine, and my walks with my parents in the woods, the flowers, the  birds, God, the poems, the songs, Christmas, Easter,and everything that has made me be who I am.