Usually for Christmas we hang out with our family and eat ... and eat ... and then we eat again. Since we had a little extra time before all the eating began, we decided this year to go for a little road trip. So here it is ... Bucovina by winter ... in pictures ...
Our most trusted friend in the journey ... The SILVER TANK!
Putna ... here lies the grave of Stefan cel Mare, who killed a lotta turks who kinda pissed him off...
Daniel Siihastru's crib ...
Sucevitza, home of the Romanian Ninja Nuns ... Andreea caught one in the pic here ... that's only because she's also a Ninja ...
... soon enough it was night time
Voronetz, home of the alien blue paint ... you gotta see it to believe it ...
And to end things on a more serious note, the journey had a very deep spiritual feel, driving through the snowy mountains from one monastery to another, we almost felt like pilgrims trying to find their inner spiritual balance. It was a long and tiresome day, but it was very well worth it ... it was indeed a Merry Christmas!
The next day the EATING began ...
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