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The first time I went to Romania, it was summer 2011. I'd arrived on a train from Budapest or somewhere similar and I was hungry. I was with two pals and we were a bit disorientated after a long train journey. We brushed our teeth in a park, like all respectable young ladies would, and set off in search of food. An omelette and a bowl of soup later, we'd become distracted about where we were and found ourselves hopping on a train to Croatia. I can't really explain what happened but I always knew I had to return. September 2017, I stepped off a train in beautiful Brasov. These pictures are why you should visit too!
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