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The red building here was one of my favorites from Sighişoara. I couldn't believe how squished in it looked, not to mention the sweet paint job leaking across from it's neighbor. |
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The third town we stayed in on our trip to Romania was Sighişoara, the birthplace of Dracula. As someone who enjoys photography, I was in heaven. The old town area where our hotel was located had so much unique character that it was hard to put the camera down at all. And of all the clock towers we came across in all the towns we visited, the one in Sighişoara was by far the most impressive. It really loomed over the whole place, no matter where you were. But before getting to shots of the tower, I have some from the cemetery at the very top of the highest hill in the town center... |
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Yes, those are old headstones being used as a retaining wall along the edge of the cemetery. |
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It was a pretty big cemetery, despite the town being small. |
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Here's a good, clear shot of the pathway using old headstones as a retaining wall. |
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A cool tower on one edge of the cemetery. It's part of the outer wall that used to protect the town. |
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Some pretty great, reflective headstones, too. |
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This was our first really clear view of the impressive tower I mentioned as we walked through town. And that last, sort of fleshy-colored building on the right just before the tower is the actual home that Dracula was born in. |
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The next bunch of shots actually take you step by step through and around the tower. I couldn't get enough of it obviously. |
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This is the arch in the base of the tower. |
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Coming through to the other side of the arch in the tower's base. You can see some cheesy Dracula t-shirts for sale there on the left. |
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Turned around and looking up between the base of the tower and the wall with the arch in it from the previous shot. I was basically standing next to the cheesy t-shirts I pointed out. |
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The view down the hill after just passing through that archway next to the cheesy t-shirts... |
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...and then turning around to look back up at the tower again. |
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A little further down the road looking back. |
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I still have to get a copy of the picture Luc was taking of me on the street as I took this one with him in it. |
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Finally getting down towards the busier, newer part of town. But still, it looms over everything. |
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Less foot traffic and more cars down here. And a super-strong smell of exhaust, unfortunately. |
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One thing that made Romania interesting was the contrast of the old and the new. I liked the signage, the pub, and the electrical wires with the centuries-old tower in the background of this shot. |
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Lots of cool layering of rooftop behind rooftop throughout the whole country really. |
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And then back up the hill into the old town. |
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Some of the newer part of town |
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The same chimney that's visible in the shot that's above and to the left. |
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I was told that this is the most photographed street in the town. |
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And after dinner, we headed back out for some night shots with a nice flask of rum. These stairs go up to the cemetery. |
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It happened to be the night of the biggest full moon in 15 years or so. |
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The cemetery itself was locked up, but there was this great little doorway that led out to the edge of the hill and a view of the town all lit up. |
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Looking back at the archway after coming out the other side. |
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And then through the trees down at town. |
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Then back down the stairs into old town |
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And of course a couple shots of the tower at night. |
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Sunrise the next morning out my hotel room window. |
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Again from the window, down the street to the left... |
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...and to the right. |
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More of the town's old outer defense wall as we wandered around for a while in the morning. |
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There was a dog barking at me from the other side of this fence... |
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...probably because it's water was frozen over and it was pissed. |
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I liked this little graffiti guy. |
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Down the left side of the street the graffiti guy, frozen water bowl, and barking dog were on... |
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...which then dumped us out here by the arches you drive through to get into the old town. |
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The gateway into town, from the inside looking out. |
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They hate trumpets in Romania. Car horns really, but it's more fun to say trumpets. |
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And through the tunnel of forbidden trumpets, we took one last pass through the town square before hopping in the van to head for Sibiu. |
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