Bucharest: The Final Frontier

Ok. Bucharest.

The name strikes fear into the hearts of travellers.

"What's there?" I hear...

"Well, my friends, everything you need to see once in your life.
The sun and the moon!
Sour milk and runny eggs!
Baklava and Funnel Cake!
God and Man walk hand in hand!
Damian sits back and takes his place among the ruins on the streets!
Excavators dig up the past while the people bury their communist past!
HARK, HARK! What is that I see? The Dog! The Gypsy! The bad driver! All rule the street!

"I am in Hell, but blessed in shades of blissful grey!
If this is hell then I would rent an apartment along the phony Champs Elyse....

"There is no side walk! There are only Side Parks...
Cars everywhere, traffic lights are not to be used. Green men mean nothing!
I am an insect, vermon, waiting along the side of the road... Frogger applies to the meak!

"I am the protagonist...
I am the enemy...

"I am loved and hated... Romania hath no heart...

"Let the tourist bleed among a pride of lions, cast to the barren streets, the abandoned apartment complex...

"I am cherished as a champion of the people, a hero to the youth...
I am feared by the elders, tied to the spit and hung out to dry...

"MAKE UP YOUR MIND... ROMANIA, MAKE UP YOUR MIND...
YOU ARE A MESS... YOUR STREETS ARE TORN TO PEICES!!!

"JUST CLOSE SHOP FOR 20 MINUTES... HANG UP THAT "UNDER CONSTRUCTION" SIGN IN YOUR WINDOW... I WOULD NOT CHANGE YOU FOR A SECOND... I LOVE THE ANARCHY... I LOVE THE PAIN!!!

"TOMORROW WILL BE A DIFFERENT DAY!!! I WILL WAKE UP NOT KNOWING WHO YOU ARE, FOR YOUR FACE WILL HAVE CHANGED... YOU WILL NEVER BE THE SAME... I WILL LOVE YOU TODAY..."