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romania 096 copySince Lonely Planet has better writers, I hope they don’t mind me borrowing their intro to Romania: “Traveling in Romania, the EU’s newest member, is like being somewhere between an eternal Halloween and the Led Zeppelin IV cover that features a twig-carrying farmer. Even in cities where Audis zoom across highways under video-camera speed traps, Romanian life is defined by its sweet country heart. Most anywhere, you’ll spot horse-drawn buggies crossing the (often cratered) paved roads – up green mountains, past cone-shaped haystacks and herds of sheep – which bounce along as if the roads themselves are aliens to the land. And then there’s that Dracula thing. Many visitors, lured by bloodcurdling tales, make full trips out of Transylvania’s castles and lovely medieval Saxon towns like Sighişoara, where the ‘real Dracula’ (Vlad Ţepeş) first grew his teeth. But travelers limiting themselves to chasing vampires will miss so much.”

Unfortunately, we only had 5 days so we limited ourselves to Transylvania.  We had decided to take Tracy’s mom on our next doll delivery trip (more here) and thought Romania would be a great choice in a few ways.  One, the problems of their institutionalized orphans has been well-documented.  Two, we read about the scenic countryside, and three, we love mountains and Romania is blessed with lots of them.

We’re not much for big cities so as soon as we landed in Bucharest, we picked up our rental car and headed for Brasov, a small city in the middle of Transylvania.  Brasov made a real nice hub from which we branched out each day.  The nice thing about renting a car is you can explore the countryside and find those off-the-beaten path areas that we love.  And Romania, or specifically, Transylvania did not disappoint us.  It definitely lives up to Lonely Planet’s description.  Fortified churches, medieval castles, Saxon villages, horse-drawn wagons, beautiful mountains and farm fields, cone-shaped haystacks…  We saw it all.  It’s what we imagined Europe to be like 40 years ago.  It’s quaint and charming yet still has most of the comforts of modern life and is definitely not overrun with tourists.    The only thing that was somewhat disappointing was the food.  Of course, we travel on a limited budget so we don’t always try the best of food, but we did get tired of the ubiquitous pizza on every Romanian menu.  It seems to be a post-Communism rage there.  I don’t know if this phenomenon is in any way related to the fact that the Romanian language sounds a lot like Italian.

 We left thinking we’d love to go back someday and spend more time.  Of course, we also want to explore so many other places that we haven’t already been so we’ll just have to see.

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romania 045 copy We only had 5 days and we weren’t making any headway getting into one of the large institutional orphanages.  We were in a small town called Prejmer and Tracy saw a sign for a clinic and thought it was worth a try.  Luckily someone spoke English and believe it or not they just happened to know of a small home for orphans a few blocks away.  A young boy guided us there on his bike and inside the gate we were surprised to find Casa Mea owned by Jan, an American.  At the time there were only about 5 children, 4 of which were girls.  Jan had started coming to Romania several years before with a church group and volunteering in some of the state-run orphanages.  It wasn’t long before she decided to sell everything she had at home and move to Romania full-time.  Through some tough times and a lot of hard work she now has a beautiful home for these children and she’s hoping to take in up to 12.  The children are given a family environment in hopes that they can grow and thrive. After sharing experiences for a while with Jan we gave our beautiful rag dolls to the girls and we had some other toys for the one lone boy.  They were all so excited.  We have since heard from Jan that when they venture from the home the girls can’t go out without their dolls.

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We didn’t bring many rag dolls to Romania to give away, but since Casa Mea was small we still had quite a few left.  With the larger orphanages not an option open to us we decided to try another tack.  Romania has lots of gypsies.  Most are rather poor and are viewed as second class citizens.  While sightseeing earlier in the week we had driven by what looked like a poor gypsy village on the outskirts of Brasov.  We had no idea of how this would work, but we drove up to the edge of town and saw a women pumping water from a well.  She had a little girl with her so Tracy got out and motioned her over to the trunk.  She pulled out one of the dolls and the little girl’s eyes lit up.  In no time other women and children came rushing out.  We had no problem giving away all the dolls and toys.  The first woman we met was so grateful that she led us back to her home.  It was very modest.  Barely more than a one room house and she had four children.  She didn’t have much but she invited us in and offered us a drink.  Not knowing the language we could only smile as she held her hands over her heart in a sign of thanks.

No matter how hard it seems to be somehow it almost always works out.  We usually find some children who are grateful to receive a gift of love from a world away.