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One Thousand Kilometers of Solitude. The Journey Within

I woke up early, as I intended to see how the city wakes up slowly, under the first rays of sun and then how it starts to vibrate with life. I was longing to climb the mountain, I was feeling the pressure of the city choking me. The backpack was waiting for me, I was used to have it prepared the whole week, so that looking at it, the time seemed to pass faster ...
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Hateg Land. Country of Legends

The brave Cande killed the dragon. He cut its seven heads off and rolled them down the slope into the valley. And for his feat to be remembered, he called the mountain Cutoff Range (Retezat). Then he got off his horse at the foot of the mountain and, thanking our Lord for the help during the fight, he built up his church and his citadel ...
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The Saxons. A Civilization which Refuses to Vanish

The weather was moody that end of April, but this didn't change our minds to leave for the lost castles of Transylvania. The road, used so many times and yet each time new, takes us to Brasov and further, deep in the heart of the Transylvanian plateau ...
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Crisul Repede. A Surrealistic Journey

We leave Sibiu early in the morning with a coach for Cluj. As we advance deeper into the Transylvanian plateau, the clouds dissipate and make place for a magnificent summer sun, even though it's the end of September ...
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Borders of Sibiu. Middle Ages and Icons Painted on Glass

That day of end of September had all characteristics of a real summer day, without the unbearable heat. We prepare for a rafting trip on Crisul Repede river, in the Western Carpathians, but we decide to stop first in the Sibiu region. The train takes us through a green-yellow nature, reminding of the summer which doesn't want to leave any more ...
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Dobrogea, Dobrogea ! Periplus out of Time

Sometimes I dream with the eyes wide open. And then I see oceans and wastelands, mountains and forests, sunflower fields and ancient ruined citadels. And thus, when the evening creeps into my room and the sun is red at the horizon, I tend to believe that that adventure was such a dream and I don't know any more if I've seen for real the strange Dobrogea landscapes ...
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Raid in Paradise. Rafting on Nera Valley

That day the Big City was melting under the merciless sun of the end of July. There couldn't be a better opportunity to leave for a new adventure: rafting in Nera Gorges. Five of us take the train bound for Timisoara, planning to meet the other five in Herculane camping ...
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Heart of Transylvania. Citadels of Faith

The dawn catches us in Bucharest, the city is waking up, and so we decide to leave as soon as possible, before the monster with two million heads eats us up. It's the last weekend in July and also the hottest so far ...
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Orastie, Sarmizegetusa, Sebes

The 1st of December - Romania's National Day. Razvan, Dan and me decide a rather spontaneous trip to Sureanu Mountains, the ancient cradle of the Dacians ...
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