Dracula, Here I Come!
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Dracula here I come! Figuring a taxi would charge us way too much, we decided to walk, which was a lovely reminder of just how heavy my pack really is. A kind lady helped us find our hotel and kept insisting that she bakes the best pie ever and we absolutely must visit her in her shop. We all promise and snicker a little bit as she holds onto Craig's arm like she's got a little crush on him or something. Gotta love little old ladies swooning over a strapping young man! After waiting about 40 minutes for someone to show up and actually let us into our hotel it was time for a quick nap-the lack of sleep from last night's train ride had me completely knackered (a lovely term I can thank my new English friends for).
This city is small but absolutely adorable, with some pretty cool history.
Seeing where Vlad the Impaler had lived for a bit was pretty cool, but we didn't stop there-after another nice nap we were off to actually eat there, which was a bit pricey but just right after using the 50% discount the owner of our hotel had given us. Afterwards we all went down to a little cafe where we smoked some good hookah, which apparently most of the world calls sheesha (or however you spell it). I had the most amazing glass of Sangria, and soon it was off to find a club where we were all about pool, pelvic thrusts (don't ask), and shots of Bailey's for my birthday at midnight. Aahhh...I'm 23!!! And no, I don't feel any older, but it does sound a whole lot older than 22 for some reason. I'm happy with my life though, so it's all good! The girls went to bed but Craig and I stayed up talking again for several more hours. Good guy : )