I had a great day in Oradea (Nagyvarad). I got sunburned. I went to a strand. Hung out in some hot water. Chatted with some locals. Had the feeling of being in Romania again, and I liked it. The stray dogs. The bad communist era hotels. The gigantic factories spewing pollution. The cheesy balkan super-pop. Romania feels different from Hungary. And I had this strange feeling of being nostalgic for Romania during this brief visit. Interesting.
And I'm still confused. But trying to enjoy it all in addition. Lots of "rhapsodic voices" running around in my head, as one friend emailed me about the current situation. But that's not a bad thing I guess. I'm just pushing the boundaries of the life I've been used to in the States for so long.
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