Sunday, 28 November 2010
Driving through the country
Day 1: Thursday, November 25 Bucharest - Pitesti - Ramnicu Valcea - Sibiu - Alba Iulia - Turda - Cluj Napoca (12:00-18:00)
Even though I had driven this road so many times before during all the seasons the view of the mountains, covered with the white coat of snow still surprised me.
Day 2: Friday, November 26
Cluj Napoca - Turda - Alba Iulia - Sebes - Orastie - Hateg - Otelul Rosu (17:30-21:30)
In the morning, when I woke up in Cluj Napoca, I was amazed to see that the snow had taken over the city.
Day 3: Saturday, November 27
Otelul Orsu - Caransebes - Drobeta Turnu Severin - Craiova - Pitesti - Bucharest (15:15-22:15)
It was nice to see once more the great Danube...
This is the greatest part of my job, that it gives me the opportunity to travel, to combine the work with the thing that I like doing best, discover new places and new people.
Love u. Take care.
Sunday, 21 November 2010
Discovering Bucharest on two wheels
Did you know that Bucharest, is surrounded by a ring of 18 fortifications built in the late 19th century.
A report by the War Ministry led the celebrated Belgian military architect Henri Alexis Brialmont (who made several visits to Bucharest, meeting with King Carol in the process) to draft a plan for the city's fortifications, with construction beginning in 1884. The forts, about 4 km apart, cost 111.5 million gold lei (15 million were initially allocated), or three times the annual army budget. The forts took over two decades to build, and work was quite complex; the walls are two metres thick in places. All 18 were linked by a road and a railway, which today is DN100, Bucharest's ring road. 18 subterranean batteries were placed between the forts, and the fortification ring included some 240 pieces of artillery in all.
Romania, which had recently won its independence from the Ottoman Empire, undertook this enormous effort in keeping with the prevailing military doctrine of the day, which said the capital city should be defended at all costs. In case of invasion, Bucharest was to be the point of retreat, but also the place where significant military operations would begin, spreading from the Danube to the Carpathians.
At the beginning of the 20th century, chemical and aeronautical advances rendered the forts obsolete a short while after their completion. Explosives and aerial bombardment made classical fortifications useless in modern warfare. In 1914, the Battle of Liege, in which the German Army broke through fortifications also designed by Brialmont with greater ease than expected, alarmed the authorities in Bucharest. The forts' artillery pieces—all top-notch Krupp cannons—were quickly dismantled and transformed into mobile artillery. Indeed, by 1916, when the German Army was approaching Bucharest, the forts had already been abandoned, and the city was taken without too much difficulty.
Today, the military has abandoned most of the forts. Stray dogs seek shelter in some of them; storage space and mushroom-growing facilities are other reported uses. During the Communist era, Fort 18 in Chiajna was used as a pickled goods market. However, the military still employs some of the forts, those to the southwest of the city in particular. They serve as firing ranges and munitions deposits, also housing army units; civilians are forbidden entry. The best-known fort is number 13, at Jilava - a military prison from 1907, a feared destination for political prisoners and place of execution during the Communist era, and now still a penitentiary.
The destination of our bike ride was fort 18 and here are some proves of the stories mentioned above.
And at the end these were the results...Thanks to all the people involved in this adventure and I hope to get to ride with you again.
Love u. Take care.
Thursday, 18 November 2010
Time flys when you'r having fun
Last night I went out and at a certain point in the evening I just looked at the watch and it was almost 2 a.m....I couldn't believe my eyes, I had such a great time that I wasn't even tired. I slept about 3 hours last night and I still have so much to do today. But it was worth it:))
Love u. Take care.
Saturday, 13 November 2010
Miss me?
Last week I was out of town with work in a city(it doesn't deserve mention it) where I did not have internet access. I fought one night with the wireless from the hotel but no luck:(
Last weekend I took advantage of the fact that I had to leave bucharest for an entire week and I left my car in service for the regular check, the change of tires and some minor repairs. So yesterday evening when I got back in Bucharest I was carless:)) That's why, bright and early this morning I got up, packed some stuff and headed to the buss station, which of course is in the other part of the city.
I don't know how many of you know where I live. My apartment is in the middle of the distance from Piata Unirii to Piata Munci, so I had to options:
Option 1: to take the tram 3 stops until Piata Unirii and from there the subway directly to the bus station
....or....
Option 2: to take the tram 2 stops to Piata Muncii, take the subway one stop to Dristor and change the train to the buss Station
The thing is that in the first case the distance from the tram to the subway is bigger than in the second case and as I felt pretty lazy this morning I went with option 2...and here what's happened:
- when i got to the subway there was nobody to sell tickets and the bodyguard from the entrance told me that during weekends they were selling tickets at the other entrance...so I had to turn around and go the the other fucking entrance where of course there were 3 ladies in that stupid ticket box...I kept calm and bought 10 tickets so I don't have this problem in the near future
- next thing was when I had to change trains...there was already a train in the station when I got there and I had to ask someone if it was the direct one to the buss station, the answer came positive so I got on...of course it wasn't the right train and I had to change again
- my way to the buss station wasn't as pleasant as the weather outside and wishing to get the hell out of that city I hopped on the first bus with Pitesti written on it...I had the "opportunity" to sit on the guide chair (you know that extra chair that is usually folded on the right of the driver)...it was actually pleasant that I would be attentive to the road and the time would pass more quickly, until, the driver stopped to pick up a buddy who had to sit right between me and the driver and who kept on chatting all the way long
By 12 o'clock I was already exhausted and missing the boring moments I spent last week in Bistrita( yap, that's the city).
Fortunately for me I got reunited with my little car and the only voice i will listen to from now on is the one coming from CDs:))
Love u. Take care.
Friday, 5 November 2010
Trapped in another body
or this....
...but what kind of sick person would do something like this...
Yap, it's an audit TT...a quite interesting car if it wouldn't be PINK...and the greatest problem is not that it's pink but that not long ago that same car was BLACK....so I must wonder, what kind of person would do such a thing...we're talking about a black car...in my book all cars should be black...it's the best color for a car...oh well, but that's just me.
Coming back to the case...this car is always parked near my building block...when i first moved there, more then 1 year ago it was black and I am pretty sure there was a guy driving it...and one day, a few months ago, walking to my car I had this visual shock...first I refused to believe the obvious and thought that the guy bought another car...looking carefully at the car and the license number I suddenly realised that is the same fucking car. What had happened???
And not even now do I know the truth...
Love u. Take care.
Wednesday, 3 November 2010
You have to swim with the sharks until you get on solid land
I am not talking about those very rich guys, like Tiriac, who once said that the only thing he cannot buy is TIME, I am talking about those persons, intellectuals, who have earned there place in this world working their way up(in a way or another) and are currently earning...let's keep it cool...10.000 euro per month, that's 120.000 per year...you can do the math.
Some say that the youth years are the best years of one's life...but when you see that some young people work for a monthly income of about 500 euro, or even less, and can barely sustain a decent life in this city, you stop wondering why they are all trying to leave. Even though I am afraid of old age and I am pretty sure I won't get to get old I would trade some of these years (let's say the last 5) for a feeling of safety on every term.
Even I have thought of living this country and I would have done it if i had a concrete chance...it's said when you think that one is willing to leave everything and everybody he knew behind and leave in the unknown...
But that's how life is...you have to swim with the sharks until you get on solid land.
Love u. Take care.