Today (01/17/2022) a table tennis championship was held in Târgu Secuiesc.
Many people took part in the championship, but many did not pass because of the weather (a cold wind blew on the streets and it snowed).
Among women, the competition was between three volunteers. The first game was between Nane and Petek (Nane won). Then I and Nane played (of course, Nane won). Petek and I fought for second place (I won).
After the end of the championship, there was a ceremony awarding diplomas and medals.
After receiving the medal, we went for a walk around the city. To celebrate the championship we ate a traditional meal called Lángos. I did not take off my medal until the end of the day.
On Sunday morning we went on a trip with our new friend Csaba. We really wanted to go to the dog shelter and finally, we did it.
The shelter was located 10 kilometers far from Brasov. At the entrance, we disinfected our shoes and went inside. There was an open aviary where two dogs were walking. When we entered the next door, we saw three large dogs. One of the dogs has sick eyes and he has a cone-shaped thing on his neck (later we found out that the eyes of the dog had been operated on). Then we saw a dog with different color eyes and the back legs were in the pram (the dog was paralyzed), the other dog's head was twisted and some kind of liquid flowed out of its ears (the dog was deaf).
Today I will tell you about my impressions about the capital of Romania, Bucharest.
My friends and I hitchhiked there (as you can see, we love this kind of transportation). We were taken to the city center and went to the old town. It was filled with history, culture and tradition. There are many beautiful buildings from different eras and architectural solutions.
There we ate traditional dishes of Sarmale (it reminded me Armenian dolma) and Papanashi (sweet donuts with jam). After eating we walked until the cows come home.
When night fell, the city changed. It seems other people appeared from nowhere who loved nightlife, dancing and drinking.
I was told that hitchhiking is something dangerous. Therefore I did not dare to hitchhike anywhere alone.
Since there are three of us, and the spirit of adventure has infiltrated us, we decided to hitchhike to the neighboring town. We wrote the name of the city and went to the track to catch our happiness.
We stood at the side of the road and mentally talked to each driver who drove past us one by one. We asked some people to stop, some people were scolded for driving past us without looking at us. We were grateful to many people at least for apologizing for not being able to let us down.