The Romanian landscape is approximately one-third mountainous and one-third forested, with the remainder made up of hills and plains. The climate is temperate and marked by four distinct seasons. Romania enjoys a considerable wealth of natural resources: fertile land for agriculture; pastures for livestock; forests that provide hard and soft woods; petroleum reserves; metals, including gold and silver in the Apuseni Mountains; numerous rivers that supply hydroelectricity; and a Black Sea coastline that is the site of both ports and resorts.
The Romanian people derive much of their ethnic and cultural character from Roman influence, but this ancient identity has been reshaped continuously by Romania’s position astride major continental migration routes. Romanians regard themselves as the descendants of the ancient Romans who conquered southern Transylvania under the emperor Trajan in 105 CE and of the Dacians who lived in the mountains north of the Danubian Plain and in the Transylvanian Basin. By the time of the Roman withdrawal under the emperor Aurelian in 271, the Roman settlers and the Dacians had intermarried, resulting in a new nation. Both the Latin roots of the Romanian language and the Eastern Orthodox faith to which most Romanians adhere emerged from the mixture of these two cultures.
The fog has risen from the sea and crowned The dark, untrodden summits of the coast, Where roams a voice, in canyons uttermost, From midnight waters vibrant and profound. High on each granite altar dies the sound, Deep as the trampling of an armored host, Lone as the lamentation of a ghost, Sad as the diapason of the drowned.
The mountain seems no more a soulless thing, But rather as a shape of ancient fear, In darkness and the winds of Chaos born Amid the lordless heavens’ thundering– A Presence crouched, enormous and austere, Before whose feet the mighty waters mourn.
Sterling’s Night on the Mountain captures the malevolence that mountains sometimes seem to possess. It’s difficult to find a heart “free of care” during a ferocious mountain storm.
If this list shows us anything, it’s that mountains encompass a rainbow-spectrum of meaning. They are beautiful and ugly, peaceful and malevolent, holy and unholy — sometimes all at once. The shape shifting nature of mountains will continue to inspire and provoke us with wonder, and will continue to scare us, as well.
This wonderful tour explores the legacy of the Renaissance in the three pre-eminent cities of science at the time – Florence, Pisa and Bologna. The tour will look at the wondrous collections, buildings and churches that demonstrate the burgeoning of knowledge of the period without which our more recent scientific history would have been very different.
You wouldn’t think Las Vegas would be the cultural treasure chest is really is, especially upon first glance when you can’t really see beyond the many casinos and bright twinkling lights that it is most famous for. You don’t expect to find the vast number of museums in Vegas that you will find in other tourist-oriented cities. You would think that the real estate in Vegas has been earmarked in most cases for more profitable ventures than museums. There are however, a number of museums in Las Vegas that are very well worth mentioning and exploring if you have the time during the light of day. Continue reading “The Cultural Side of Vegas”
If you’re planning a trip to Vegas in the near future there are a few basic things you should know. First things first, walking shoes are a must for any trip to Vegas. You will probably be spending a lot of time on your feet and will need shoes that can handle standing in lines and walking quite nicely. Continue reading “The Basics of a Trip to Vegas”
Scarborough is a small coastal town on the North Sea in North Yorkshire in the UK. It’s a solid 4h drive from where I live and I had to do it in one of the first big downpours in two months. Talk about luck!
It’s got a population just over 61k making it about a tenth of my home town (Cluj-Napoca) but it’s one of the biggest holiday resorts on this coast.
Prices for rooms go between £24/night for a single room (that’s what I had) and £78/night for a double room near the sea.
If you are ever planning to visit the capital of Scotland, why not go to Edinburgh?
It has a medieval Old Town and elegant Georgian New Town with gardens and neoclassical buildings. Looming over the city is Edinburgh Castle, home to Scotland’s crown jewels and the Stone of Destiny, used in the coronation of Scottish rulers.
Arthur’s Seat is an imposing peak in Holyrood Park with sweeping views, and Calton Hill is topped with monuments and memorials.
I drove about 5h all the way to the lake district and got at the camping site in Church Stile Farm & Holiday Park at about 10PM.. I was tired, my back ached from the relentless driving over 250m and I knew I had to unpack and get in my sleeping bag quick. The other people were looking weirdly at me as I pulled up in my car, probably wondering how I’m going to set up my tent in the dying light. I could hear their gasps of surprise as I pulled my pop up tent (that I could never really get back together easily) from the back of my car and “pop!” it was on the ground all setup. Within 5min I was asleep!
Next morning I was up and running and desperate to have good weather so I can tackle the mountain without the worry of getting soaked in pouring rain. It had rained the night before but the sound of it was soothing as it was falling down on my tent.
I drove to Wasdale Head (only 5 miles from my camp site) and the view on the road was breathtaking!
I got to the mountain, I brought up my ordonance map and I started slowly climbing on the shortest (2 and a half miles, about 5km) route to the top of the mountain. Slow and steady and with plenty of stops to draw my breath 🙂
As I was climbing, I came around a waterfall. I saw some people crossing it with their boots in their hands and I thought “what a pain!” Take off my boots, take off my socks, walk through cold and wet water, maybe cut my feet in some sharp rocks, noooo.
So I went through the water with my boots on. Evidently, me feet got wet as the boots are waterproof but only to a point.. I squelched for about half a mile on until I had to stop and at least put a dry pair of socks on.
As the climbing got harder, the view became fenomenal!
I managed to get to the top and it was busy! I had to split the top area with different selfie-stick wielding people but I had my go and I managed to get some pretty shots for the family.
The ascent was nothing like the descent! I found a path that went through two mountains and the ground was wet and slippery and you had nowhere to hold on to!
It took close to an hour to descent the slippery slope (do you remember A series of Unfortunate events book called the same?) and on my way down I started dreading the approach of the waterfall that got my feet wet the first time. I was lucky enough to meet some old people who showed me a way a bit higher in the water course and I managed to pass while keeping myself dry!
All in all, it was wonderful and in the evening I went to a local pub and ordered a massive steak as a celebration! 10/10 would do again.