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Out Trip to Romania (part 2)


I liked the costume so much, that I had no wish to take it off, but when I found out its’ enormous cost, I took it off immediately. We said goodbye to Adriana and made for Alba Iulia city. The weather was good, the sun was shining and we were in a great mood. We parked our car by the fortress. Something was happening around us as the castle was full of people in military uniforms of the XVIII century. It seams we are in the right place at the right time, i thought. We entered the 
St. Michael Catholic Cathedral built in 1009. We peeped into the cathedral and immediately realized that we participate in the sacramental event - the symbolic Templars ceremony. After the Mass and the blessing by the local bishop, all Templars went out under the sound of a military band. The procession moved to the northern part of the fortress and three medieval cannons fired in honor of the Templars Order. 

     


An hour later we were in the old Romanian city of Cluj Napoca. Here we visited the monument Matei Corvin, his house and the Cathedral of St. Michael, one of the most valuable monuments of Gothic architecture in Transylvania. For lunch we stopped at a cozy cafe, where I tried for the first time in my life ciorba de burta (veal tripe soup). It tasted strange, I would say. I finished my plate and still honestly did not understand, I liked it or not. I decided to try the soup again, to finally sort out my attitude to this dish. The next region was Maramures, one of the most isolated areas, located in the extreme north of Romania, by Ukrainian and Hungarian borders. Maramures has long been known for its salt mines and wood. The first thing we visited in Maramures was a wooden Greek-Catholic church in the village Surdesti 
- the tallest wooden church in Europe. For overnight we stopped in the Oncesti village. Our tour day was over.


     

 

May 13  Today, we have refused of our breakfast. With empty stomachs and minds open for religion, we made for the church in a neighboring village Desesti. All the pedestrians around were running in a hurry for the morning liturgy. All women were dressed in dark pleated skirts, white blouses and elegant fancy scarves with floral print. Upon arrival to the village Desesti, we entered the wooden St. Parascheva church. The community was praying with closed eyes inside. In the praying crowd we identified a couple of foreign tourists. Just like us, they stared with interest on the XVIII century wall paintings.
After the service we went outside and came over to a richly decorated grave. According to the local tradition in 1 year death anniversary, a family books a church service and treats the community with various sweets. We got some delicious cookies as well. After lunch, we went to the "merry" cemetery in the village Sapanta, famous for its colorful tombstones with the native paintings that represent scenes from the deceased lives accompanied by a poem describing their fate in local dialect. I have never seen anything like that. Another local “attraction” was a memorial complex of the former Sighet prison. The prison atmosphere was very grim and dark. One of the highlights of the day was our visit of the agro pension owned by Doina, a good friend of Victoria. We were not hungry at all, but we could not resist trying flavorous soup cooked specially for us. After three plated each, we agreed to start our diet upon arrival home.