Bucharest to Timisoara by Visual Tapestry

Seeking 60’s Romanian editions of world classics with which to decorate the putative shelves of Estremita della Campana, Selwyn decided, on a whim, to board the Bucharest to Budapest Express, following the graceful undulations of the Danube, the succubic peaks of the Transylvanian Alps. As far as Timişoara, at least.

Nine hours, it turned out, with nary a drop of water nor nibble of repast. Outrun by fat, stick-burdened peasants who might have graced the cover of Led Zeppelin’s seminal fourth album, and feral dogs munching used diapers. But plenty of time to gaze out of the window and see …


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