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The hotel was so little. It only had 4 rooms. We had this bread that was so good with cinammon. We went to a park with old houses and played house. We ate in the hunting room of Dracula's Restaurant. - Sofia

It was time to leave the medieval towns of Transylvania and Dracula and get back to Bucharest to catch our flight the next day. As we had not spent anytime in the city on our arrival, daddy thought it would be a good idea to get there early to have at least 1/2 day in the capital. So after a few hour drive from Hotel Dracula in Capatatenii near Dracula's real castle, we arrived in Bucharest.

We stayed at a very cute hostel/Bed and Breakfast called Vila Gabriela in Otopeni less than 2 km from the airport. It was really nice and felt like a home. The owner was extremely nice. He ended up driving us to the park in the city so we did not have to worry about driving and parking. His name was Vlad, but he was not related to Vlad Tepes, also known as dracula.

So he dropped us off at the National Village Museum on Herastrau lake. It was similar to the one outside of Sibui, but did not have any snow. I has so much fun playing house. I played house in many of the old houses and daddy played with me and watched. After about 2 hours of playing house, we took a taxi to a HUGE building called the Palace of the Parliament. There was some sort of festival or something going on in front of it and I had this awesome cinamon bread called Kurtos Kalacs which was more like a donut. Daddy and I also tried Sarmale which was good.

We then walked to a monastery and then to a few squares and the Historic Center. Here we had a drink at the famous restaurant called Caru Cu Bere. I had a coca cola in a wine glass while daddy had a beer. It was really nice place, but I did not want to eat there since daddy told me there was a restaurant called Count Dracula Club nearby. So after our drink we head over there. I first was going to eat in this really creepy and scary room, but with the even scarier music, I decided to move into a different room which was more like a hunter room. I had a great steak...bloody rare of course. The owner was very nice.

We then took a bus back to our hotel. We hung out with the owner. I "Tango'd" my mommy and then brother while Daddy drank some wine with the owner. The owner told us about his daughters who live in California and England. We stayed up pretty late, which probably was not a good idea since we had an early flight to Paris where we would spend the next night, but we had a lot of fun.

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