We arrived at about 10pm and quickly hailed a taxi to our hostel. Vivvi in her infinite wisdom, had learned that it should cost us no more than 10 lei to get to the hostel, and some of the cab drivers were not willing to drive us for that amount. We eventually found two cabs and headed towards our hostel. It was a nice place, fun staff and friendly atmosphere. We were all in the same room here – with other people (David the crazy British guy, and a crazy Finnish guy too) With each night’s stay at this hostel, you got a free drink – so we had a beer and relaxed before settling in for the night. We decided that the next day we would visit the hometown of Dracula (Vlad the impaler). We invited Caolan (a Canadian that we met) and crazy British David to come with us – it would prove to be an interesting day!
We were up at a decent time – thankful for the shower and ready for our day ahead of us. We gathered and trucked back to the train station and purchased tickets for the 2 hour ride to Sighasoara. Vivvi was particularly excited to go to this town since she had been in Brasov already and missed this the first time. We were told when we purchased our train tickets that there were no seats, but we busted onto the train with force and shut ourselves in a compartment – and no one bothered us. It was a little tight with 7 in a compartment, but we manged. While we were on the train, we solidified the “point system” for Dracula hunting. I don’t remember the points exactly, but it was 10 points for someone with a widow’s peak, 5 points for someone with a popped collar like Dracula, 20 points if someone had blood dripping down from their mouth, and you win no matter what if you are bitten and become a vampire.
We got to Sighasoara and wandered through the city a bit looking for Casa Dracula – a restaurant that was originally the home of Dracula. A couple people in the town spoke English and pointed us in the right direction. We got to the top of the hill and wandered a bit – a neat old village that reminded me of Beauty and the Beast – and eventually we found Casa Dracula. We ate lunch there, and drank red wine (it was cheesy but seemed fitting) It was delicious. We met the third runner up of Ms. Transylvania while we were there – she had to be a vampires right? After lunch we wandered a bit more through the village area in search of cool souvenirs of Dracula country. I found a neat t-shirt and some postcards. As the group walked around some more, it hit me that we were in such an interesting place – and on Halloween none the less.
That night, we ordered pizza to the hostel and watched a re-make of “Halloween” the movie. It was a crappy movie, but seemed fitting for the occasion. After a couple of beers (not to mention the 2 liter bottles consumed on the train on the way back- not by me…) and our pizza we headed out for a night on the town. It started off weak because there seemed to be no one out for Halloween. Fortunately, we happened upon a bar that had fairly cool decorations and loud music so we headed in. There were a ton of people in there, so it was a bit crowded, but we managed to find a place near the bar to order drinks from. The music was good so we danced (in place because there was no room) and had a good time with ourselves. We met some interesting guys, one of which told us anti-Hungarian jokes (which is funny because Transylvania was originally part of Hungary so there is a solid connection between Transylvanian Romanians and Hungarians) so we wrote him off. Overall it was a good night to be out – even without costumes.
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