Going though some photos I haven’t posted from my European travels. I said hello to this man as I was leaving a friend’s house. His face just captured me, he agreed to let me take his photo as long as I promised to send him a copy (I did). You can see his rough life etched on his face…he’s poor, his wife is dying of cancer and he cried as he told me his life story in 5 minutes. My heart broke for him, I gave him a few dollars as I left wishing I could do more.
PS. Taken with my Lumix point and shoot.
This is the Black Church in the beautiful City of Brasov in Transylvania. The Black Church is the largest gothic church in Transylvania and it’s over 500 years old!! Its name derives from damage caused by the Great Fire of 1689, when flames and smoke blackened its walls. The interior is beautiful and it has one of largest organs in Eastern Europe. Unfortunately no photos were allowed inside.
From left to right, me, Eric, Mózes, Anetta (hi guys!) and our Church guide who recently met Nicolas Cage when he came to visit the Black Church.
It was cold and raining, but the colors were still so amazing.
The Town’s Square, where we had a nice American meal at KFC. My Hungarian guests declared it too spicy, HA! Most establishments have their own security to keep the ‘rif-raf’ out… also you need a code to get into the washrooms, the code can be found on your receipt, I found this funny, Eric loved it!
Oh looky what I found 🙂
Another view of the town’s square.
You can see the Black Church in the background here.
About an hour away from Brasov is the City of Bran. The moss covered house was beautiful, right at the base of Dracula’s castle.
Yes, I do realize the irony of a cross at the base of the castle 😉
“What do you mean I can’t climb over the fence to get up the hill?”
One of the coolest things is the secret staircase.
The view from the top.
Eric feeding the strays.
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My Dad passed away a little over a month ago. Since it’s father’s day I’d like share of few photos of him. This is my Mom and Dad (Rozi and Peter) about 5 years ago. Any guesses where I red my red obsession?
This is the porch my Dad built, he was very handy and obviously loved to show off his ‘ornate’ style. He loved sitting there watching the flowers and the trees, my Mom would often bring lunch to him there.
The one below was taken earlier this year, inspired by the famous > American Gothic painting. <Link (the color is faded and yellow on purpose to match the painting)
This last photo was taken the last time I saw him out of the bed, about a week before he passed away. He was napping in the back yard, too weak to walk up the steps to the patio, so this was the next best thing…..having the chair as close as he could possibly can to his favorite place.
Happy father’s day Dad, I miss you.