| August 13-14th 2004 Day 1,2 of Eastern Europe Trip
A few short hours after my last exams, Kuo-Bao and his family took me to the airport. Eight or so hours after that, I found myself meeting Kuo-Yu in Munich, Bavaria. After a long day touring (wow, who would've thought you could see most of tourist Munich all in 1 day?), eating and being a stupid tourist, I said good-bye and hopped on the last train to Budapest. I had the fortune of sitting with all sorts of interesting characters. There were a group of adolescent boys in the next compartment blasting BackStreet boys while a group of older men drank beer and chatted from my compartment. I felt like such a stuck up North American sitting with these relaxed Eastern Europeans.
I woke up to a few hours later. We were heading into a city of some sort. Not realizing what was going on, I got off the train to witness a tangerine sun yawning above the horizon behind an endless mosiac of speckled glass. Whatever city this was, I liked it. I had a strange feeling I wasn't in Budapest when people asked for Euros at the groccery counter. Quickly I realized I was in some city named Wien. I had no idea what country I was in, but I knew that my train left out of Budapest in a few hours so I had to get my butt into Hungary. Without even knowing what language people in this country spoke, I somehow managed to run halfway across the city to catch the next train into Budapest from the other train station. As I left, I thought to myself, whatever city Wien is, I like it already. Maybe I will stop by on my way home. Little would I know that Wien really is Vienna :).
After arriving late in Budapest, I realized it was impossible for me to catch my early train into Cluj. Instead I decided to spend another day being a stupid tourist. I spent a few hours just walking around the city. I felt so lost, but the locals were really helpful. I really didn't see any of this racist society the media seems to portray. One thing I noticed about Budapest is that everything is so.. vandalized. Despite having such a long history and beautiful architecture, the city just has this depressing grunginess about it. Wow, I even hopped on one of those tour buses. I felt like such a stupid tourist. At least I managed to get around the city a lot easier. I really like how Buda and Pest are actually like sister cities - one above in rolling hills while another nestled below, separated by a flowing water. You can definitely feel some reminance of Communism in the area.
I caught the 4pm train heading into Cluj. As the train chugged away, I realized just how much the concept of "wealth" changes along the train tracks as you head farther and farther into Eastern Europe. EuroTrip is exaggerated, but there's definitely that divide between the rich West and the struggling East.
I sat with a French girl on the train into Romania. She told me a lot about the country, and was really helpful in a time of uncertainty. I'm so thankful she was there. As I hopped off in Cluj around midnight, I once again felt displaced. The locals all stared at me, and the world just seemed to be a blur. Nobody spoke English anymore, and I realized I didn't have any Romania Lei. I exchanged cash with a local shop owner, bought a phone card, and phoned around until I found a way to where I needed to go.
As I pulled into the Cluj University ghetto - I felt that feeling of uncertainty and unease slipping away. Sure they were just cement block buildings, but I felt a strange strange sense of "home"...
A bit later, the other volunteers returned. I was going to share a room with a French, a Japanese, a Dutch and an English. Wow, it's going to be an exciting two weeks. I never felt so fatigued in my life... a short moment later, we were all collapsed and dreaming away. |