The journez of NALDS

I left Romania 42 hours ago. I traveled a lot by bus, and as allways when dooing that, the small universe of long bus rides does not seize to amaze me:
_ there are boys that still think "training si adidasi " are very cool
_ from all countryes i pass only Hungary checkes our lagguge
_ Dolly is a treaure (my pink pillow shaped as a sheep but also known as "vacutza mea roz")
_ the guy that sits behind always get's upset because your chair is to back
_ you can find someone to talk to even if you leave alone
_ foreign toilets are nicer
_TAKE whatter with you and a lipstick because the airconditioner will dry your lips an trought

Aside from that, i left alone but found Ovidiu from AIESEC Sibiu and even if i did knew him before it seems we get alone very well. We both decided to change the original destination of our tickets and we came down from the bus in a small city, at 70 km away from St Antreasberg. We will take the train tomorrow and a romanian helped us to buy the tickets (only 10 euros). We decided not to waste the time by sleeping so it seems tonight we will be wondering around here (even if it's sunday and they had nothing opened except churches, bars and restaurants and this internet caffe)
Every house hear looks like the Gingerbread house and looking at the door i expect my grandmother to step out with hot cookies on tray.

PS: I won a Sibiu bracellet winning two pool games against Ovidiu. The internet will close in half an hour, and i wonder what will we do until 10 am when the train leaves.