Transylvania-ah-ah

If there ever were any Vampires here; they must have very quickly died of blood alcohol poisoning. I've had the local moonshine; Palenka (something like a peachy petrol) forced upon me by a woman defiently fending off the grim reaper by means of pickling! The motto of this trip has become; "well, it'd be rude not to".
Other alchoholic stimuli has been more welcome. My friends; Marc and Gyongy have concocted a pretty decent bit of vino and with a stockpile of 180 litres!! I haven't minded tucking in. And if that's not good enough, a crate of beer is a fiver! happy days!
All this booze has been well earn't though - see picture of the little bit of firewood we had to move!!

I don't want to give the impression that this has been a total piss up - there's been a fair bit of culture aswell. 2 footy matches and laughing at various signs such as the FANY bus company, the tin of CRAP which is good on toast and the menu favourite; CU UNT (with butter).

Tonight is Cluj vs Bourdeux (obligitary hurling abuse at the french) followed by a 6am flight back to London where I'll spend a few hours before flying on to India. I imagine I'm going to find this all a tad tiring but hey, there's a Goan beach and even cheaper beer waiting at the other end! (yes, I have a very smug face on just now that you'd probably like to smack)

Thanks Marc and Gyongy for playing hosts this week, and for the lessons;
* Petrol is really bloody flamable!
* Heights still scare the shit out of me, even when Marc's the one about to die.
* I will never eat Tripe.