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Riding the Romanian trains is a bit of an experience especially the night trains. There were no sleeper car or anything like that on the train but the train was half empty so I had a full bench in a compartment to myself which meant I could more or less lie down only a few inches short of being able to stretch out.
The sleeping arrangement was as good as one could hope for on this train but I think the steward of the train wanted to check whether or not the heating worked on the train - so he had turned it to maximum. Which meant the compartment was transformed into a something resembling a steam bath. The inside temperature were soaring really fast making it hard to sleep. To counter the heat from the heater I tried to open the window in the compartment - which cooled the place down really fast.
After a long night which seemed almost endless I finally arrived in Suceava and hurried to my hostel. I got there had a quick coffee to help me feel a bit human again along with a bit to eat. Then what I really really really wanted this morning was a shower. After the night in the steam train I felt like I was covered in a half inch thick layer of sweat and dirt. But just at this time the water stop - after a quick call to the water supplier it turned out they had an accident and the water would be out for hours.
So instead of a shower I volunteered to go on a water collecting mission. Just behind McDonalds (of all places) there was a small stream with water running. We went down there with two giant buckets which could hold
Afterwards I head out to see if there is anything interesting in town. It is not the most exciting of places in Romanian - it is remodel as a modern communistic town which means they have removed most of the old interesting buildings which used to be in the centre of town. But there is a few places - at the top of 1241 steps (I did not count but read it on a map) there is an old fortress of town which is virtually abandon by visitors. I go up there and walk through the old walls.
I head back down the steps to the centre of town.
After the walk around town I get back to the hostel where Monica and another guest are doing some cooking for dinner. I probably should volunteer to help but on the best of days I am a mediocre cook and right now my vision is semi blurred because of lack of sleep from the train ride - so I better go to sleep.
At night we enjoy the Romanian speciality - which shall remain nameless since I forgot the name - of cabbage stuffed with vegetables and bean soup. This time of year it is 7 weeks before Easter and according to Romanian tradition you should eat some special diet which is totally vegan. For me vegan means no meat, no diary products, no fish and absolutely no taste whatsoever. But I got to admit that the meal they have prepared actually is really nice and a cake to finish it of also fully vegan.