Live, travel, adventure, bless and don't be sorry - Jack Kerouac
I'm not sure if it had something to do with the weather (70 degrees and sunny), but today, the Portland Airport was the happiest airport I think I've ever found myself in. From the ticketing agent to the TSA agent, everyone I encountered was in what I can only describe as a jolly mood.
Oh Portland - I even love your airport!
I am now writing this from the skies over the mid-west, on my way to Chicago where I will catch a flight to Munich, and from there onwards to Bucharest!
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| Somewhere over Europe |
It's always heart wrenching to see the solemn look in Bella's eyes when she realizes I'm going away. That part is the most difficult. But today I was in the same boat as all those other folks working at the airport. You can't help but feel light and happy when Portland gives you a beautiful spring day like today!
The Bird Has Landed
When I landed, I found that Bucharest is enjoying the same blue skies and warm weather as Portland.
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| My first glimpses of Bucharest |
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| Paula's windowsill plant has a wonderful story. |
From what I've seen so far of it, I love Bucharest. We had a lovely dinner in an outdoor courtyard of a building I had on my list of must-see architecture. Hanul lui Manuc was built by an Armenian merchant in 1808.
And now for some more photos!
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| My wonderful hosts: Paula & Eli |
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| Hanul lui Manuc |
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| Serenaded by a Romanian fiddler at Hanul Lui Manuc. |






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