A stroll around…Brasov

Sometimes you can’t believe that you have been somewhere until you have finally seen the pictures you have taken, on your desktop screen staring back at you, a proof that you were actually there.

The worst part in traveling, is that no matter how long it will take, eventually you will be back to your life, to your routine and the magical fairydust will slowly disappear in the face of traffic, bills and errands.

But that doesn’t mean that you have to accept this ordinary life and submit to it, NO, you start all over, work, save, plan and hop on a plane and let the adventure begin.

Who knows maybe your next plane will be to this serene, back in time city of Brasov in Romania, where the majestic black church bells chime the hour every hour and the time slows down like thick honey.










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