I’m out on the porch this morning, surrounded by early morning Romanian village life. A horse-drawn cart just went by and earlier a German shepherd came trotting up, followed by his farmer and a dozen sheep on their way to the field. Now, a big dairy cow is wandering around, grazing, with her bell ringing. I love farm life! In fact, I’ve been told that if I love farm life so much why don’t I just stay here! But I’m already tired of potatoes, so I don’t think it would work out.
After my visit with farm life this morning, we drove to Sighisoara, birthplace of Dracula! Truthfully, Dracula is a work of fiction, but the character was roughly based on Vlad the Impaler or Vlad Tepes. I spent the afternoon wandering around the Citadel area. Transylvania is quite the tourist attraction in Romania, so the city has several greeters that walk around the Citadel and recite a history and welcome in 64 different languages! Neat, but they had a herd of other tourists following them around the Citadel, so I checked out the Vlad the Impaler monument and just walked around. Then, on my way down the stairs into town, I ran into the greeter people, and there was no one following them. I was really excited, lol. They said “German?” and I said “No.” And then he said “American” and I said “Yes” and then they started on their spiel.
So Casa Dracula (the birthplace of Vlad) is of course a total tourist trap, but with all the restaurants around the same price, why wouldn’t you go! The food was alright, but we were there more for the experience, so it was a fun evening.