Hungary and Romania...duely noted

Crossing the Hungary border.

It never ceases to amaze me the work that goes into the churches, especially the ceiling.

View of Egar from a canon hole in the castle above.

Ken tries a little of the local wine in search of the Bull's Blood (history says the Turks were scared away during an attack after seeing the Hungarians beards stained red from the wine, thinking it was bulls blood that was being drank). The plastic bottles you see behind Ken can be bought and filled with the cellars wines, or you can bring your own bottle if you like.

Romania here we come, this border crossing is the only one that has questioned our German licence plate so far.

The cutest little towns,

with the prettiest landscape.

Did I mention the cutest little towns?

We happened upon a wedding party going down the road, complete in traditional clothes and tack.

The view from the top of the Transfragarasan pass.

We are having a heck a time finding internet facilities here so here is a condensed version of Hungary and Romania a few things that we found memorable...I don't know maybe you had to be there.. and worthy of being written down.

Hungary

1. great breakfasts, too big to eat. In Egar we had to ask for a smaller breakfast after the first day getting an omelet with 7-9 eggs!
2. souvenirs...pens, t-shirts, calendars, cokes, cd's
3. not quite so handsome people, you might say they haven't quite aged gracefully.
4. an abundance of underground wine cellars, in the valley of beautiful women we spent an afternoon tasting wine and looking for the red wine they call the bulls blood.
5. a language that is unique to Europe...just nod and laugh.

Romania

1. the worst secondary roads, a good support bra is highly recommended.
2. too cute little towns with small house fronts and gates hiding barns with geese and cows, gardens with potatoes, cabbage and who knows what else, each house a bench in front so the people can sit out and watch the local goings on.
3. ugly cities, concrete apartments built during the time of socialism and are now rundown and dilapidated or deserted.
4. one of the highest roads in Europe, the Transfagarasan pass (breathtaking at 2034 mt).
5. Audis driving along side horse and wagon
6. little roadside bars with men gathering at 8am for a local beer.
7. while we were here a world record of the larges batch of Mamaliga (a cornmeal mush that is boiled or fried, something like polenta, that is served with most meals) 500 kgs.