There was no time, there’s never enough time to do all the things I want to and see all the people I’ve missed. 5 days with a tight schedule, some work and a bit of travel on top of that left me with hardly a spare second.
I did have time for some observations, though. And while I always miss Romania and I feel a strong longing for it when I’m in Norway, I don’t think I could live there anymore. First and foremost, the life in Bucharest is so busy, I have no clue how people survive their hectic week. Of course, I wouldn´t need to live there, but most of my family lives around there, so moving to Romania just to live in Cluj is like moving to Norway to live in Svalbard (of course I’m exaggerating). Second, the pay is so bad for normal people that there’s literally no money left after the bills are paid. Third, the political climate is a disaster that made more and more people consider leaving the country for good. And then there’s how women are viewed in a patriarchal and pretty archaic society. No thanks. Still, there’s something amazing about being able to live where you grew up and where your family is, even though they’re disturbed and deranged, they’re still yours.
So I leave you with a couple of artsy pictures I took on my second day around town with my brother. I could envision myself starting a coffee shop somewhere in Romania, but not doing the actual work, just owning it. Haha!
Until that day, see you around!