Sighisoara to Sibiu

Well my darlings I’ve just arrived in Sibiu after another really big day. I got to my hotel and it’s lovely particularly after last nights completely revolting shithole. Then I went to connect to wifi to send last nights email and it wouldn’t connect again. That was it for me, it’s these tiny little things that is sometimes all it takes and I melted down. I sent a distress signal to Hammy of course. Then I sat, pulled myself together and thought of the old turn it off trick. Lo and behold it worked!!! And I’m back on deck. Crisis over, now it need a glass of wine most urgently and that’s what I’m doing as I write this.

I hated the room last night so much that it quite unreasonably unsettled me. So I was out of there early…they also provided a shit breakfast…I kept myself nice because I needed them to keep my case for the day, but I was out the door to explore nice and early.

Well, there were things to do places to go in this magical little town full of delights. First I had to climb to the top of the beautiful clock tower to get the perspective of this town as a Citadel. So you stay inside the citadel surrounded by walls, towers and bastions. Up I went but was somewhat thwarted by mist and fog, very atmospheric but not good for perspective or photos. Nonetheless it was terrific, great views and a real sense of the town. The next thing was the church on the hill. A cover stairway leads up to it…172 steps. Well why put it off, ot had to be done!!

That was really not a problem…not to say I bounced of but it wasn’t too hard. The gripe I have, and I’ve already said this, is that they don’t let you take photos inside their churches. I get very frustrated but if you try and cheat there are always members of the Romanian mafia disguised in all sorts of pious ways just waiting to nab you!!

I spent the rest of the day walking around the citadel walls, up and down the hilly, cobblestone streets and into and out of ancient churches. Really al quite enchanting. I allowed myself lunch in the restaurant Casa Vlad where he was apparently born(or was that died??).

Then off to the train for the 3 hour ride to Sibius…and here I am. I love watching all the villages roll by in amongst the hills and forests, it is lovely.

As I said before I’m getting grubbier and grubbier so something’s got to give but I guess not until I get to Italy. First impressions of Sibiu….just gorgeous!! Romania has grabbed me by the short and curly….it is fabulous!!