A week ago Vanja and I came home after a 7-day trip to Bucharest, Romania. You know, the country that’s most known for a certain guy with a cape who loves to put his fangs into young ladies necks. And as the Horror Ghouls we are, we have wanted to visit Romania for many years now, and finally made the trip. We were not disappointed. We’re glad we didn’t spend any fewer days,  because there is too much to see in Bucharest and the outskirts, if you are interested in old architecture, history and overall ancient, obscure surroundings.

In other words, this is not the last time we have been there, as there is still a lot of things we want to see.

After having landed in Amsterdam from Norway, the plane used about three hours further to the Henri Coanda airport in Bucharest. The currency in Romania is Leu (plural: Lei) and it’s recommended that you use some of the ATM’s in the airport to get some cash. After getting into a Taxi where the driver welcomed us with “Welcome to Romania” with the familiar thick accent we’ve heard in dozens of vampire movies, we instantly knew we’d come to the right place. Then we were ahead to the hotel, the Grand Hotel Continental, after a half-hour drive. One thing is to see the picture of the hotel on a screen, another thing is to stand outside and wonder if there is a dress code or something in order to enter. The hotel was built in 1898.

Grand Continental Hotel Buchurest

Grand Continental Hotel Buchurest

 

Okay. Let’s have a look inside..

Grand Continental Hotel Buchurest

Grand Continental Hotel Buchurest

 

Our room (a Junior Suite)

Grand Continental Hotel Buchurest

Grand Continental Hotel Buchurest

Grand Continental Hotel Buchurest

Grand Continental Hotel Buchurest

Grand Continental Hotel Buchurest

And of course, a phone right beside the toilet, just in case you’re taking a dump in a hurry without realizing you’re out of paper. Just call for some roomservice, I guess..

 

Grand Continental Hotel Buchurest

Some of the view. And as you can see, in Bucharest there are cars literally everywhere. The global warming and climate change hysteria doesn’t seem to affect many of the people around here. And as a Scandinavian, that makes me a little jealous.

 

To be continued..

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