The friends I made in Bucharest told me that since I had only spent my time in Bucharest, I hadn’t truly explored the country of Romania. They went on to explain how the countryside was so much more beautiful than the city. If you’ve seen the architecture photographs I took of Bucharest, and you look at these, I feel that I found some beautiful parts of the country too.
When I asked these same friends if Romania was where Gypsys came from, they told me how the common conception is that they did, but in fact, they came from India as nomadic people. However insistent they were that Gypsys weren’t from there, there were a lot of them in Bucharest. One day I went wandering trying to find the Gypsys. It’s actually quite interesting wandering into a Gypsy community for it feels like everything is their homes, inside or outside. I remember a little corner I’d walk by that had an entrance into a center courtyard of the surrounding buildings. As I’d look down the alley, I could see all the children sitting along the wall plotting and playing games amongst themselves, and the inner courtyard setup as if the kitchen of a family.
I found these people in Bucharest.
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In the late summer of 2012 I traveled to Bucharest, Romania to experience Eastern European culture at its finest. I learned many things about the culture while there. One part of the culture I was very interested in and to learn about was the Gypsys. I spent some time wandering through Gypsy prominent area, which happened to be right next to where I was staying. I learned that Gypsys didn’t come from Romania, they came from India. But, in the nature of a Gypsy, they don’t really have a home land, they are rather nomadic people.
The place I was staying in was the only room in a artist collective, where about 4 artists shared the spot. The apartment was located very close to a very big Gypsy market, where I got my produce that I survived on. It was a very interesting part of town I was in, for I was able to walk to the Old Town very quickly. Old Town is famous for it’s Parisian culture, and is so named Little Paris. Apparently when Bucharest was thriving – I suspect in the late 19th century – architects went to learn their skills in Paris, after which they returned home to build.
What I found most notable about the whole journey was the contrasting states of decay everywhere. One building would be a fancy embassy with a well kept garden, and the building beside it would be completely decayed and abandoned. I always suspect long forgotten Counts or Barons to have been the previous owners of the buildings… I wonder how many times I’m right?
This is what I saw when wandering.
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