Caut in mine rabdarea, intelepciunea si echilibrul. I am searching inside me for patience, wisdom and equilibrium.
marți, 1 decembrie 2009
Happy birthday, Romania! / La multi ani, Romania!
So, let us live this day in a traditional way, with Romanian food, folk music, along with our loved ones and to enjoy that we live as a united nation.
Happy Birthday, my dear Romania!
Also ...
Happy Birthday, Pro TV!
Go Asesoft, although I am disappointed by the outcome of the match: 72 to 73 for Belgacom Liege (FIBA Europe Cup).
Tonight I went to a club where they also play Latin music. I’ve waited so long for a place like this one. I want to take dance lessons, perhaps starting next year.
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1 decembrie a ramas in istoria romanilor ca Ziua Romaniei, deoarece in aceasta zi la Alba Iulia, in anul 1918, s-a infaptuit unirea Transilvaniei cu Principatele unite ale Moldovei si Tarii Romanesti.
Asadar, sa traim aceasta zi in mod traditional, cu bucate romanesti, cu muzica populara, alaturi de cei dragi noua si sa ne bucuram ca traim intr-o tara unita.
La multi ani, Romania mea draga!
Deasemenea...
La multi ani, ProTV!
Hai Asesoft, desi sunt dezamagita de rezultatul meciului: 72 - 73 pentru cei de la Belgacom Liege (FIBA Europe Cup).
In seara asta am fost intr-un club unde se pune si muzica latino. Asteptam de mult timp sa apara un astfel de local si pe la noi. Vreau sa iau lectii de dans, poate de la anu'.
luni, 30 noiembrie 2009
Marasesti - Pe aici nu se trece / Marasesti - Can't pass through here
Razboiul de Intregire Nationala a facut ca la Marasesti sa piara peste 21 de mii de romani. Tot ceea ce ne mai aminteste de glorioasa lupta din vara anului 1917 este Mausoleul de la Marasesti, ridicat chiar pe locul unde s-au dat luptele. 18 culoare dispuse radial, 154 de cripte individuale, 9 cripte comune, o bisericuta asezata chiar in centrul constructiei si inscriptia UN OSTAS ROMAN raman cu mine dupa ce am vizitat ieri acest somptuos monument.
Cinste lor, celor care s-au jertfit pentru aceasta tara minunata, pentru acest pamant care ne-a ocrotit inca de pe vremea cand purta numele Dacia. Dumnezeu sa-i ierte!
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Marasesti, Marasti, Oituz... No. This time only Marasesti.
The War of National Union made it possible for 21 thousands of Romanians to perish at Marasesti. The Marasesti Mausoleum, built right on the spot where the fight took place, reminds us of the glorious fights from the summer of 1917. What stays with me after visiting this magnificent monument are the 18 halls arranged in a circle, the 154 individual crypts, the 9 commune crypts, the church placed right in the middle of the building and the inscriptions A ROMANIAN SOLDIER.
Let's honor those who sacrificed themselves for this wonderful country, for this land that protected us ever since it was called Dacia. May God forgive them!

marți, 30 iunie 2009
Slanic, Prahova
In mina este o temperatura constanta de 13 grade Celsius, presiunea atmosferica este de 730 mm col. Hg., peretii au o inaltime de 54 metri, pana la suprafata fiind o distanta de 208 metri pe care o parcurgi cu liftul in 90 de secunde. Lucrarile miniere au inceput in anul 1938, dar exploatarea s-a facut intre anii 1943 - 1970. Mina este folosita acum doar in scopuri turistice. Spatiul excavat este impartit in 14 camere si ocupa acum 2,9 milioane metri cubi si se intinde pe o suprafata de 7,8 hectare. Putem vedea acolo sculpturi in sare, o Sala a Genezei, o expozitie de chihlimbar si o zona de joaca cu leagane si teren de fotbal.There is a constant temperature of 13 Celsius degrees in the mine and an atmospheric pressure of 730 mm col. Hg. The walls have a height of 54 metres and there is a distance of 208 metres until the surface that can be travelled by elevator in 90 seconds. Mining works began in 1938, but the operation was done between 1943 - 1970. Mine is now used only for touristic purposes. The excavated space is devided in 14 rooms and now holds 2.9 million cubic metres and it streches on an area of 7.8 hectares. We can see there some sculptures in salt, a Genesis Room, an expo of amber and a playground with swings and a soccer field.
Apoi am trecut pe la Baia Baciului ca sa vedem lacul si ce a mai ramas din Grota Miresei.
Then we went to Baia Baciului to see the lake and what's left of The Bride's Cave.
Iata cum arata Grota Miresei inainte de a se surpa peretele de sare.
This is how The Bride's Cave looked before the crumbling of the salt wall.

Si iata cum arata acum.
And this is how it looks now.
marți, 12 mai 2009
Vulcanii Noroiosi / The Muddy Volcanoes
Vederi din rai / Postcards from heaven
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I found this special place that left me with my mouth open: Campina, At the spring with cherry trees. The scenery is overwhelming, especially now because summer is here and nature got so green. When I am sad I think of this place and I feel a burst of life coming back to me. How little we are and how big this world really is!
marți, 5 mai 2009
Barajul Paltinu / Paltinu Dam
E frumoasa zona, pacat insa ca nu ai voie sa te si plimbi pe baraj. Ce sa vezi: portile inchise cu un mare semn "Interzisa trecerea" pe ele! Eh! Mi-am pus pofta in cui si m-am multumit cu peisajul vazut "de pe margine". Insa si mai interesant a fost sa vad lacul de acumulare. Dar nu intinderea aceea nesfarsita de apa mi-a starnit mie dorinta de a va povesti aici despre barajul Paltinu, ci intinderea aceea nesfarsita de gunoaie care pluteau la malul lacului. Si, pentru cei care nu stiu, va informez ca din acest lac se alimenteaza orasul Ploiesti cu apa potabila. Acum se intelege de ce apa noastra de la robinet miroase si are un gust iritant de clor.
Concluzii: 1. e absolut necesar sa trecem la apa imbuteliata 2. daca am arunca cat mai putine gunoaie in natura ar fi ideal, doar pentru asta s-au inventat cosurile de gunoi, nu? 3. desi e bine cunoscut faptul ca sunt gunoaie peste tot, nu e nimeni platit sa le si stranga 4. pana la urma romanul face tot ce stie el: gratar in locuri neamenajate si gunoiul aruncat in padure (ca doar serveste ca ingrasamant natural, nu?)
Pacat de tara asta frumoasa!
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Some friends and I were thinking to get out on a walk in our county, so we thought we should go to Paltinu to see how are things there. And no, we were not out on a barbecue, the new national custom of Romanians, only on a trip.
It’s a beautiful area, pity that one can’t walk on the damn. What was there to see: closed gates with a big sign “no trespassing” on. So I forgot about it and I contented in watching the scenery “from aside”. But even more interesting was to see the barrier lake. However, not the endless water spread roused in me the wish to tell you about the Paltinu dam, but the endless garbage spread floating at the shore. And, for those that don’t know, I’m telling you that this lake is supplying Ploiesti city with drinkable water. Now we can understand why our running water smells and tastes irritating of chlorine.
Conclusions: 1. it’s imperative that we start drinking only bottled water 2. ideal would be for us to drop less garbage in the nature, they invented the garbage cans for this, no? 3. although it is well known that there is garbage everywhere around, there is no one paid to gather it 4. in the end the Romanian does what he knows best: barbecue in unfit places and throwing garbage in the woods (because it’s natural fertilizer, isn’t it?).
Pity of this beautiful country!
luni, 4 mai 2009
Excursie la Brebu, Judetul Prahova / Trip to Brebu, Prahova County
Am fost in comuna Brebu: undeva ascunsa printre dealuri, zona rurala unde casele sunt in stil romanesc vechi, unde incep acum sa rasara vilutele transformate peste noapte in pensiuni turistice, unde soselele mai sunt, inca, pavate cu piatra, unde lumea se strange Duminica dimineata la biserica, asa cum rar mi-a fost dat sa mai vad si prin urbea noastra.
Oricum, la ce sa ma fi asteptat de la acest punct turistic? Doar suntem in Romania, am invatat sa nu cer foarte multe de la aceasta tara si nici de la locuitorii ei.
Apropo, comuna Brebu are site, pentru cei interesati: http://www.brebuprahova.ro/brebu.htm
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I went to Brebu village: somewhere hidden between the hills, a rural area where the hoses are made in old Romanian rustic style, where mansions are starting to appear now, transformed over night in boarding houses, where the streets are still stone paved, where people get together Sunday morning at church, like I rarely see in our city.
What I saw there? The Matei Basarab Church and House, surrounded by an old wall, now neglected. There’s a museum in the House, part of the Ploiesti History Museum, somehow attended. When I was there they where working on a system to maintain constant temperature and humidity in the museum. Do not expect great things here because you will be disappointed. Everything looks like in ruin because they never invested here in restoration; the walls are broken, crumbled to the brick. But this place has his beauty, true: a savage, ragged one. In the middle of the yard stands the Church. There is a gate that leads outside the walls, behind the House and one can get at the lake. It’s not a very pretty place, but it’s worth a visit.
Anyway, what should have I expected from this touristic attraction? We are in Romania after all, and I’ve learned not to demand so many things from this country and his inhabitants.
By the way, Brebu village has a site, for those who are interested: http://www.brebuprahova.ro/brebu.htm