After an 8 ½ hour flight and a 2h stopover in Zurich, Switzerland, we finally set foot in Bucarest, capital of Romania. We still had a 3h car ride ahead of us. Luckily my brother was there to take us to shores of the Black Sea, to Constanta, my home town.
The greating was fantastic, my parents and friends were waiting for us and, even if we were exhausted, we stayed up late. I tried my best to get some rest since we still had a long road trip (about 600km or 8h) to head North, to attend my sister-in-law’s wedding. That party was thus just getting started…
I must add that after 2 years of living in Quebec, everything seemed rather small, but so much denser: cars, roads, even houses, everything!
The wedding was a sweet success! A real Romanian party, 18h to 6 in the morning, all included: dancing, food, drinks, happiness! For the doubters, here’s proof, an example of traditional Northern Romanian dancing