Ginny and I awoke the next morning and popped some headache medicine (one of the first times this trip I actually needed to take something). I don´t know how she managed, but a few minutes later, Ginny was out and about, heading to meetings.
After she met with a professor, we packed our belongings, left them in the room and headed out for our last day in the city.
Armed with her guidebook, we navigated Cluj, taking in everything we could in an afternoon — the churches, the Hungarian cemetery, gelato.
By the evening, we were both beat so we decided we needed to unwind. We weren’t feeling social, so instead we took my little computer into a kitchen at Retro and tried our luck to stream “GLEE.” (Helpful hint for those who want to watch American TV abroad, go to www.watch-series.com)
And, it worked.
“GLEE” was one of my favorite shows in America before I left to travel. Since I had begun my journey in March, I had not watched a bit of American television.
But, in that kitchen, watching Sue Sylvester bash Will Schuster’s curls, it took me back to such a happy spot … sitting on my butter yellow couch in Atlanta, cats curled up at my side, nice glass of red to sip on.
Ginny and I sat, heads planted on the kitchen table, watching the episode, trying to drown out the chatter coming from the reception room, and allowing ourselves to be taken back to America.
It felt nice to be transported from a hostel to a Ohio high school for 45 minutes.
But, when it was over, it felt even nicer to be in Romania.
Gotta love little bits of home that we take with us and not realize it. Who needs a postal address?
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Gotta love little bits of home that we take with us and not realize it. Who needs a postal address?
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