The second leg of my Family Trip was at first in crisis planning mode due to an email miscommunication between mom and I. Therefore, a good 10 hours was spent with mom on Skype firmly coaxing someone into selling her (?!) tickets from Bucharesti to Dulles. Besides this though, it carried on in the same fun romping discourse of drink to drink and pretty thing to pretty thing. A dozen medieval painted churches were photographed. Vlad Tepes was properly introduced. Hookahs were smoked. Alleys were explored. Gypsies were met. Mamaliga was eaten. Waiters were flirted with. Ceausescu was derided. Crazy homeless men ranted at us.
It was nice to see Bucharesti out from under snow and ice for once!
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