Bucharest by night

Oh My. I've gone out clubbing last night and tonight (it's the wee hour of 4am, and while tired earlier, a little dancing and a little more alcohol woke me up...).

Like Argentina, and a few other countries, the alchol licensing laws are either generous or non-existent. Which means I'm back in a country where things start late and run later. Bliss!

And I have more travel stories from other people. While I'm a bit awake, I don't think I quite have it in me to relate them. Before clubbing tonight, a group of us went to someone's flat, and that turned in to a party.

I drank a local liquor. Warm. Yum. A little potent to sniff and initially taste, but quite smooth and no shocking aftertaste.

I smoked from a hookah. Apple. Tasty.

I drank homemade Romanian red wine. Yum.

And I met some really cool people. Including a British guy who lives with a Romanian girl. He has the most fantastic imagination and I hope he sits down to write a book. He has a blog I will check out later, so look for the inevitable link to appear on the A Little Linky Linky portion of my sidebar.

And of course, there's K. Wanting to appear in my blog... Seemingly a quite interesting Brit, though I haven't gotten a really good story on him yet... K, fess up!

Oh, and I finally made it to the Parliament building, aka the People's Palace. So, now I can leave Bucharest satisfied. Though of course, I will be sad to part ways with the people I've met. They really are the funnest bunch of people I've met in one place. It's a mystery if any of us will search each other out in the future, but it's been great fun and I'm still laughing so hard I nearly cry several times a day. Bliss.

Time for a little sleep...