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lightyear
This post is about getting drunk in Oradea. I do some chores and some sightseeing, then I get thai food (good) and vodka (good in moderation). I stayed in Oradea for two days. chores My back still hurt, so I went to a physical therapist and got a massage. I found a laundromat and washed […]
tired Jesus
This post is about a 26km walk from Bălaia to Oradea. I wake up in a village house, then I walk through the last hills before the Puszta. Negotiations with the neighbors of the morgue had been slow at first. “You can’t sleep in the morgue, it’s for dead people!” they insisted. an invitation In […]
rainbow’s end
This post is about a 14km walk from Spinuș to Bălaia. First the Caboose – again – gets new legs, then I walk through the hills to a morgue. Mayor Fonai had noticed that the Caboose was – again – missing a leg. So he talked to Lucian, the owner of a local car body […]
the mayor
This post is about a visit to the town hall of Spinuș. I also visit a farm, and I eat some chili peppers and drink some palinka. I was staying in a village called Spinuș. It was small and rural, and life felt rather slow. There were wasps in the outhouse, and I learned that […]
vapors
This post is about a 20km walk from Voivozi Monastery to Spinuș. I have breakfast in the monastery, then I walk through some light rain. I woke up in the monks’ dormitory. It offered fourteen beds in total, and I was alone. breakfast with kids and cats The kids from the evening before were having […]
to live alone
This post is about a 23km walk from Suplacu de Barcău to Voivozi Monastery. I plan to go see a lake, but in the end I sleep in a monastery. I left the guest house and walked into the hills. It was glorious. Sure, the road went up and down all the time. And sure, […]
on a yellow line
This post is about a 22km walk from Boghiș to Suplacu de Barcău. I end up on a busy road, and I hate it. And then there is no dinner. The road turned shitty really fast. I wasn’t surprised, though. I could tell from the map. There were thick green lines on it. Those were […]
the ballad of Werner The Dog
This post is about Werner the dog. I stay at a campground in Boghiș and talk to people who have seen him in Sighișoara. I was staying on a campground. It had a pool, but the water didn’t look very clean, so I didn’t go in. The owners put my laundry in their washing machine, […]
looking for a welder
This post is about a 17km walk from Mal to Boghiș. I wake up in a garage, then I get stuck in a muddy slope and break off the Caboose’s leg. I had ended up finding shelter in a car body shop. It was the only place with an open gate. I ran into the […]
thunderstorm
This post is about a 23km walk from Mesteacănu to Mal. First I get rained in while I’m still in my tent, then I get caught in a thunderstorm. I had found a camping spot on a field next to some trees. They was forest all around but the people down in the village had […]
lukewarm from the freezer
This post is about a 27km walk from Petrindu to Mesteacănu. I sweat a lot, and I fail to find a cold bottle of cola. It felt good to be wearing a clean shirt again. The sky was overcast, so I figured maybe it would stay that way for a day or two. Wrong. As […]
gigantomato
This post is about a 15km walk from Macău to Petrindu. I struggle with a hill and manage to outrun a thunderstorm. It has been the first cold night in weeks. Well, not really cold, but I had to use my sleeping bag and zip it up a little. So that was new. factories I […]
Macau
This post is about a 25km walk from Cluj to Macău. The road is difficult at first with all the traffic, but it gets better with time. There is no good way out of Cluj. I have been brooding over the map for two days, and I have talked it through with Mishu. The least […]
am I sexual?
This post is about how I went to my friend Mishu’s gig in Cluj. I also got a vaccine shot, and I drank some modsheeto. Mishu makes music. That’s his passion, that’s what he likes to talk about. I learn that his favorite band is Depeche Mode, and that he has a gig with his […]
ugly pretty
This post is about a 15km walk from Dezmir to Cluj. I walk through some absurd ugliness, but the old town is nice. The tiny house turned out to be very cozy. Especially with the rain. I took a hot shower and sat down next to the window. I could see the airfield, the airport, […]
tiny
This post is about a 24km walk from Iuriu de Câmpie to Dezmir. I reach the outskirts of Cluj and sleep in a tiny house. It had rained hard during the night. When I got up and opened the door, there was a myst in the air. I could see a cloud crawl over the […]
Coco’s cabin
This post is about a 22km walk from Oaș to Iuriu de Câmpie. The Caboose and I fall over, and I sleep in a shepherd’s cabin. Again there has been no rain all night. It is perfectly quiet on the hillside as I pack up my stuff. I walk past an isolated farmhouse where a […]
1-5-0-0-0
This post is about a walk from Mărășești to Oaș. I complete 15,000km on The Longest Way and do my little dance, albeit in the wrong place. There hadn’t been any bears. Some wind and a tiny bit of rain, yes. But no bears. I wrote the number “13” on the back of my left […]
lose a leg
This post is about a 23,8km walk from Târgu Mureș to Mărășești. The Caboose loses one of her legs, and I see some bad corn. Packing took forever. I had new shoes, a nee poncho, a bivy bag, and a new book. I left the city some time before noon. leaving Târgu Mureș Traffic was […]
ready or not
This post is about a 1km walk within Târgu Mureș. I am moving the Caboose, and it’s the shortest walk ever on The Longest Way. I was going to start walking the next day. So I went and got the Caboose from my friend’s garage and moved her to the place where I was staying. […]