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I just got back from a holiday in my home country, Romania. It was a tiresome week, as it is usually the case with holidays in one’s native country: too many people to see and too little time, too many emotions and memories. The weather was summer-like, most of the time, which is always a bonus. 

Bucharest was the same — a crazy, crowded place, full of opposites and playing tricks on your mind. My love-hate relationship with this place is a long one and there’s no sign that it will ever change.

Old City Centre Bucharest

But I’m glad I got to spend quality time with my family and friends, I enjoyed the sun; I had dinner and drank sangria at chic bistros, ate a superb grapefruit – aperol sorbet at Sweetology, had my coffee every day at M60. All in all, it was a good holiday, although I would need a week of sleep to recover from it. I miss the people already, but I am happy to be back in Amsterdam and I have plenty of pictures to look at to remember my trip.


  1. Probably almost all Romanians have a love-hate relationship with Bucharest. I love seeing snapshots like these, that capture the small everyday details. Btw, that cat sure looked like it couldn’t be bothered for anything in the world.

    • That cat couldn’t be bothered for sure! Everyone had to walk around her! 🙂

  2. After all, I should plan a trip to Bucharest, to Romania. It’s sunny as my native land. Thank you, Dana!

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