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Where I’m at, where I’m going to be. Thoughts on blogging.
If you look past my big schnoz, way in the background up that hill, you will see the fortress where Francis David was imprisoned and died in the 16th century.
I went to the top, too. I’m not smiling because of where I am, I think I’m smiling because I went up a super-steep funicular to get there without having a panic attack:
On the roads in Transylvania I kept seeing signs for Drum Bun. “What’s Drum Bun?” I asked our tour guide.
Literally translated, it means “good road” in Romanian (drum= road; bun= good).
As in “Have a good trip.”
DRUM BUN! What a great band name or production company or something, huh?
You go ahead and use it.
I am getting my drum buns out of Transylvania on a train bound for Bucharest tomorrow. I’ll spend the afternoon there and then depart for gay Paree on Wednesday morning.
I’m composing this on my i-Touch from my room at Hotel Claudiu, Sighisoara.
Although I am ready and eager to return home and especially to CHURCH, I will really miss the world news I’ve been getting every night on CNN Europe. Wow, I knew our news in the US was garbage but I’m more keenly aware of this than ever. Even BBC America is infotainment compared to BBC here. Comments?
(And don’t get mad cow disease if I admit that I am not really a Keith Olbermann fan and I don’t like Rachel Maddow, okay?)
Love, peace and free wi-fi,
PB
Lovely people, it’s expensive to post from internet cafes, and even more expensive to wait for photos to upload. I’ll be in Europe for ten more days or so, and you’ll have to wait until I return stateside for more posts.
Extra love to Chalice Chick who wired me money in Sighisoara when the Romanians — aw, I’ll tell ya later.