Lonely Planet told me Central Park was the best splurge in town.
Myself and a German chap who I met on the train from the European Championships both ordered the same thing: Romanian red wine, Romanian pork & beans soup in a bread bowl and Romanian stew with polenta.
Excellent. But we couldn’t finish the meal. The bread bowl itself was bigger than my head.
I enjoyed the restaurant so much I returned the next night again ordering a traditional Romanian pork and beans dish. With pickles, onion and horse radish.
Today, the city is one of the most important academic, cultural, industrial and business centres in Romania. Among other institutions, it hosts the country’s largest university, Babeș-Bolyai University, with its famous botanical garden …
Romanian friends told me I’d like Cluj. And I did. Very light traffic. Easy to walk.
A University city full of funky Bars and Coffee Shops.
The green spaces are excellent. Especially along the river. Every day I walked Central Park to and from the arena. Walking the banks of the Someșul Mic River also excellent.
It was snowing when I arrived. And snowing when I left a week later.
I’d hoped to go hiking in the nearby Apuseni Mountains but it was still too early in the season.
The main graveyard was close to my hostel. Remind me to be cremated.
European architecture still impresses me. And statuary.
The prettiest Church I saw.
I was sick with some sort of lung congestion all week so did not do much aside from Gymnastics and walking the City.
With very little appetite my only local food was this massive fresh baked street bread. Walnut and sugar.