I really like the fast walk lanes. I did a silly circle jig dance while moving backwards on the fast lanes. Unfortunately, I did not get footage of this rare moment. :P
Then we ate in a cafeteria and waited for our next flight.
We flew higher than any storms and I realized that above the storms, the sun is ALWAYS shining.
You cannot sleep while sitting up.....
The flight to Timisoara was short. The airfield was rundown and looked as though WWII had just happened. The airport stunk of cigarette smoke. The passport police never smiled and stared at everyone suspiciously. I was not comfortable about being in Timisoara.
At last, Brother Alin Muntean and his father, Brother Petru, and his wife Sister Mimi and their daughter Mierella and her husband Marco, and their children Jeremiah and Maria all met us in the airport.
They gave us mineral water and took us to our hotel. Carbonated mineral water is only good cold. Romanians do not understand A/C like American's understand A/C.
The above photo and the side photo --
were the view from the window of our hotel.
The Pensiunea Normandia was not a Patel operation. Southern Hospitality has nothing on European hospitality... but Southern Hospitality is still the closest thing to it.
Every restaurant in Romania serves on Porcelain plates and in Porcelain cups and gives you a real metal plate.
They serve Non-GMO food and unpasteurized cheese and milk. Pictures to come..... :D
A few others of us were just too excited and stayed up fellow-shipping until midnight. So I was denied sleep for approximately 28 hours.
Anyway, here is the historic square of Timisoara. The opera house...
Everyone feels relaxed. Romania has a much different spirit than the United states.
What this church is best known for is closing its doors upon the people rebelling against the communist government. The steps were bathed in blood.
We were way too tired to be up till midnight our first day in Romania...especially after not having been able to lay down and sleep for 24 hours prior....
Needless to say I was not a happy camper. Blessed to have such caring hosts but...really?
They tried to fatten me up the very first day.
And they continued to fatten us each and every other day.
I really like this fountain. It changes colors.
My dad played in this fountain and my grandfather did also.
I particularly like the fish.
This footage concludes my first day in Romania.
The first thing we learned to say on this day was "apa plata." or "flat water" (water flat is the exact translation). It took us a while to appreciate the carbonated mineral water, which is only good when it is icy cold.