Frescoes on the monastery - "the best in the world" lol
Close up of the frescoes
Maramures
Local ladyToday we went to two more monasteries which are again on the Unesco world heritage list, there are so many in the area we reckon you could spend at least two months visiting them all. The first monastery we visited was in Gura Humorului so we walked there from our campsite and then headed to Voronet Monastery which The Lonely Planet described as having the best fresco in the world-we think they once again lied as it was by no means the best and we thought frescos in the previous monasteries were more impressive.
All the monasteries we went to were full of Italian tourists who need lessons in the art of whispering.
We expected to spend most of the day driving to Iasi but the roads were in much better condition than previously so we arrived earlier than we anticipated.
Iasi is a concrete jungle so we headed to find a more rural campsite and found a place by the river. The place couldn’t be described as a campsite, there was only one other campervan, no shower and there were old wooden huts which locals were staying in.
That night we had a bbq and were surrounded by chickens, turkeys and stray cats, the cats are so used to the chickens and turkeys that they don’t see them as food and don’t try and attack them . During the night we had the stray dogs barking non stop and the hotel next door had a party- Cass slept through the whole commotion though!
All the monasteries we went to were full of Italian tourists who need lessons in the art of whispering.
We expected to spend most of the day driving to Iasi but the roads were in much better condition than previously so we arrived earlier than we anticipated.
Iasi is a concrete jungle so we headed to find a more rural campsite and found a place by the river. The place couldn’t be described as a campsite, there was only one other campervan, no shower and there were old wooden huts which locals were staying in.
That night we had a bbq and were surrounded by chickens, turkeys and stray cats, the cats are so used to the chickens and turkeys that they don’t see them as food and don’t try and attack them . During the night we had the stray dogs barking non stop and the hotel next door had a party- Cass slept through the whole commotion though!
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