Wet bottom-right corner of Romania
Danube Delta where Danube river split into 3 channels and spills into Black Sea is a 4187 square km wetland (also partly in territory of Ukraine). This makes a heaven for 300 species of birds and 150 species of fish. National park where every private man has a boat to organize trips.
Water appeared when we checked out the fortress in Enisala at the border with national park. Wide flat territory with lines and strokes of water.
Still on the way seeing villages full of minority groups: Jurilovca with Lipovanis (descendants of the Old Believers who left Russia around 1772 to avoid religious persecution) or Babadag (Turkish ones).
Froggy sounds and different kinds of birds flying around (I’m sure we saw many zadkie species, can’t tell you just which and where .
We spend two nights at Danube and were planning to go to Sfantu Gheorghe, fisherman’s village at the meeting of rivers and sea – but ferry in May is going there only twice a week. And rain from constantly grey sky + crying Hanna with fewer, kicked our asses from Danube Delta faster than we planned. For all people complaining that we are not best parents: we really really wanted to visit this village but responsible side won this time.
And that’s how we are leaving Romania – in the rain (and in short moments of sun hoping very much that in Delta is still badly raining – not to regret our decision).
It’s raining and I’m thinking about all those bad sides of Romania which people (also Romanians) told us before and during the trip: about Roma people begging everywhere (for those almost 3 weeks in Romania – we saw 3 – three! – Romas), aggressive homeless dogs (which were friendly and helping us in many situations to cheer up Hanna), bad roads (first of all – many of them are freshly repaired, secondly – we are now in Moldova;), policemen waiting for money (check out some previous posts), dangerous places (“don’t leave car there or there…”, eeee..) and mosquitos at Danube Delta (ok ok, that’s a pure true!).
We are leaving Romania – eating first this year cherries from some village – with a long list of places to come back for longer.