Hungover day and back to the restaurant

We lay in bed till late it wasnt until 2 pm when we finally got out of the hostel. We went to the northenest point of the town via metro, we got off the metro and we were caught in a thunderstorm, it was battering it down. We stayed under a shelter for ages as we had only shorts and tshirts on as it was really warm an hour before.

We braved the weather to go to the lake, wasnt much of a lake so we ended up walking to a park and monged out on the smallest benches in the world. After an hour of lounging we walked to the next park which was massive, it had statues of william shakespere, beethoven and charles de gualle here, people where cycling around and the weather had picked up. Copey grabbed a fresh orange juice from a stall and we monged out again until 6 then headed back as our resevation was at 8:30. One thing we noticed about romania is the distant lack of gypseys or even horse and carts instead there was an influx of dacia logan cars, you may of heard james may go on about the sandero but only saw the logans. There was a load of people selling lavender and roses they stole from the parks so maybe the gypseys have gone up market now, who knows?

We had no intention of a big night out, we had done that last night, we had chicken and chips and i got a litre of fresh lemonade, no beer this day. It was here we realised we had drank at least 3 pints a day for 70 of the 77 days we had been away. Thats a lot of beer! We headed back to the dorm, i rang emily on the way home, was good to speak to her again. We packed our bags ready for the early get up as we were heading to brasov to see dracula and vlad the impaler. I was just getting asleep when a load of spanish chumps came in to check in, they were the loadest people ever, i was gonna tell them to beso mi cula if they didnt shut up!