Tänane päev oli täielikult pühendatud sõidule. Me ei teinud isegi ühtegi pilti. Seega tuleb ka jutt üsna lühike.
Sõit kulges läbi tavapärase Rumeenia maastiku. Külad teeääres olid praktiliselt kokku kasvanud, mis viis keskmise kiiruse alla. Ületasime ka ühe mäe, mis tõi üksluisesse sõidurutiini veidi vaheldust.
Kuna päev oli palav ja üksluine, siis tundsin päeva teisel poolel, et tagaistmel hakkab tasapisi tekkima plahvatusohtlik olukord. Kui siis lõpuks plahvatus toimus, oli see kardetust palju tagasihoidlikum. Ka oli see suunatud rumeenlastele, kes ilusad peatuskohad prahi ja väljaheidetega ära lagastavad, mitte siinkirjutajale.
Brasovis oli meil peatuskoha leidmisega veidi seiklemist. Kõigepealt selgus, et olin GPSi osanud sisestada küll õige tänavanime, kuid see asus Brasovi eeslinnas. Siis leidsime üles õige tänava. Kuid selgus, et meid on paigutatud teises kohas asuvasse majja. Peale pererahvaga lobisemist suundusime juba õigesse majutuskohta.
Õhtule pani punkti mozarella salat koos valge veiniga varjulise õunapuu all. Elu on ikka tegelikult ilus!
Today was completely dedicated to riding. We didn’t even take a single picture. So the story will be quite short too.
The ride went through typical Romanian countryside. Villages along the road had practically grown together, which brought down our average speed. We also crossed one mountain, which brought some variation to the monotonous riding routine.
Since the day was hot and monotonous, I felt in the second half of the day that an explosive situation was gradually developing on the back seat. When the explosion finally occurred, it was much more modest than feared. It was also directed at Romanians who trash beautiful rest stops with garbage and waste, not at the writer here.
In Brasov we had some adventures finding our accommodation. First it turned out that I had managed to enter the correct street name in the GPS, but it was located in a suburb of Brasov. Then we found the correct street. But it turned out that we had been placed in a house located in a different place. After chatting with the family we headed to the correct accommodation.
The evening was topped off with mozzarella salad along with white wine under a shady apple tree. Life really is beautiful after all!