To the one who cares
I'm in Romania and it's really gorgeous, or should I say "fuarte fromossa." The spelling purely a guess. I don't have anyone here to explain it to me due to the fact that they all speak a different language. The people here are the nicest people on the face of the Earth and skinniest too. Out of the thousands of people I've seen here, I can count the overweight ones on my fingers and toes. No joke. They really care about each other here. They love like the church says to love,"any and all." For we are all God's children. Not one person has looked down on my for my rediculously large holes in my ears or for my tattoos. The children stare, but don't care. The kids here are so well behaved it's scary. I only pray that I can raise my kids however these good people did it. It's not through discipline, but love. The is probably the best experience of my life. Next to getting married to the love of my life. Only 'cause I have not yet become a father. I'm sure it will be everything I hope for and more. The driving is even too much for me to handle. The people drive in all lanes both ways. They go around everyone, nearly hitting them all. And they park all over the sidewalk and anywhere they can fit. The Politia don't seem to mind at all. No one follows the speed limit. Leevu said that as long as you keep it reasonable, they don't seem to mind. What else..............We've seen many beautiful castles and the most beautiful churches on the face of the Earth. Although the people drive really crazy and honk constantly just to warn of their presence, they communicate alot. They always put down the windows and talk to each other for directions or for favors. It seems that our only communication is our middle fingers. It doesn't seem only like a whole new country, but like a whole new world. Theirs alot more, but I don't want you to give up on reading before I finish, so I'll talk to whoever you are about it later.
Ciao
Ciao