Well, I spent three days in Bucuresti, which was about two days longer than is needed. I just kept walking, looking for the pretty old city that should be, must be, just around the corner. Oh yeah, that's right, Ceseceau knocked it down to build his Palace of the People, and the Road that is a few centimetres wider, and six metres longer, than the Champs Elysees. But Far, far more deserted. Finally, after weeks of planning, I met up with Sal and Emile (having slept for most of that day. Do not under-estimate the power of the Overnight transport for zombifying), and we celebrated the birthday of the hostel owner: thirty, and denying every second of it. The next day we wandered up to the Village museum, with another Aussie, Ben (Hi!). We were
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