Day 7 for the records. Had a quiet night at the parking lot and did not bother for a breakfast at home but speculated with the usual a bit later. To start the cycling there is a procedure: unlock the wire lock, unlock the rack fasteners, lift down the bike, loosen the handlebar bolts, turn the handlebar 90 degrees, tighten the bolts, put lock and key into bar-bag, mount speedometer, mount head- and tail-light. In reverse when I come back. So it is a very important decision whether you go for the bike or go for a walk. Here in Hermannstadt I went for the bike, which was perfect. As most of the time I did not look into a map, followed my nose, the crowd and my instinct and found enough points of interest.
Main square with town hall which looks like a church, they say.
The “Lie-Bridge”. When a liar crosses over, the bridge will collapse, the legend says. Imagine….
Again I attended the service in the Orthodox Church for a short while enjoying the singing (from the others) and the relaxed spirit. Cannot remember being in Church so frequently. Why there are so well visited services is because it is the Orthodox Easter Weekend.
One of seven defense towers and the city wall on the right. The Siebenbürger came from Germany and knew how to organize life and protect their place.
Street back to the center
Although I had my relaxed coffee time I finished my excursion in about two hours. So I found it was time to move on. I had studied my Marco Polo in the morning and found a recommended “adventure tour” to the north towards Schässburg. I followed it step by step on this friendly sunny day.
The whole area is famous amongst other things for their fortified churches. This one is in Schechen. As typical for the Germans, int times of trouble these fortresses could shelter all the villagers including life stock. Climbed up a shortcut through the bushes.
Birtan, surely the best kept fortress of all. What a presence. Another one, top right.
I reached Schässburg about 16h and hoped for a parking near the historic city. Turned to Penny parking lot and started on foot. 500 m later was the staircase to the hill.
Now in Schässburg (Sighisoara). View from the hill of the historic city.
Central Clock Tower
The lovely main square with outside tables and chairs to dine and wine is posh.
Looking at all the stops and paces I had an unbelievable day of beauty. Needless to say I walked 10.000 steps plus, no bike after Hermannstadt at all. Remember the procedure. Another gift from the heavens was finally a camping ground in town. In the planning with Google Maps I found only one out of town in a hotel garden. This time Garmin made its point and directed me to Aquaris Hotel and Camping. Could even maintain my motorhome for water and sanitation.
Day 5 for the records. Early start about half past six. Easy going out of the city of Belgrade. Fill up the tank and get the daily cappuccino with croissant before the border to Romania. Border procedures relaxed, a very attractive lady on the Romanian side. She advised me that I can drive until Timisoara and only then by the road tax. So I did. The guy at the fuel station was kind. Instead of forcing me to by for 30 days, offered me 2X7 days. First surprise. Was more work and less income for him. Looking for parking there was quick. I asked at a another fuel station near the city center and they said I could even stay overnight. Second surprise. On the bike with pullover and wind breaker, it was chilly and windy.
Another Orthodox Church with broadcasting the service to the outside via speakers. The priests and the choir sing alternating and that very beautiful and I for myself and some others were pulled towards the entrance. As I described from Belgrade, movements, coming and going was accepted throughout the mess.
By following my nose I found this elegant river parade with restaurants all along.
Some of the many flower arrangements along my short cycling tour around town.
In Chinatown in San Francisco they have their red balloons. Here in Timisoara they are more pragmatic, but not less colorful.
The big main square with other historic buildings and my fitness and transport aid mountain bike.
As Timisoara was not as large as I thought I decided to drive on to Hermannstadt, Sibiu in Romanian. The weather was cold and wet anyway and gusty winds as usual. But this time I had strong tailwind which was welcome for the mileage of my vehicle.
One can feel the tail wind, can’t one?
Here the small village of Sibiel. On arrival I forgot why I planned to visit that place. Walked around, enjoyed my time, found no hint. Left soon for Hermannstadt. After about 20 minutes I remembered: they host a famous collection of Ikonen. But they had closed when I arrived anyway. Getting old slowly… Parking in Hermannstadt (Sibiu). After a short circle around the center I found this public parking lot for 2 Lei/hour (= 0,25 E/hour) for max. 24 hours. In perfect walking distance to the historic city.
I must mention this. I cannot count any more the number of little prayers for little things like parking, a reasonable coffee shop with Wifi, a currency exchange and so on. It makes me very grateful that God is watching over me.