Visit to Bran Castle and unforgettable closing dinner

On Thursday, the day began with a bus excursion to Brasov. Due to rushing out, before the appointed time, we accidentally left Panos and Pantelis behind, who arrived punctually at the bus. We had to turn back for the Greek teachers. Near Brasov is Bran Castle (in Romanian Castelul Bran). It is a medieval fortress built by the Teutonic Knights atop a hill and accessed by a ramp. It is on the border between Transylvania and Wallachia. The castle is famous for the belief that it was the home of Vlad Draculea (Vlad III the Impaler) in the 15th century. The kind guide explained to us that at the end of World War I when Transylvania passed to the Kingdom of Romania, the Brasov city council gave the castle to Regina Maria.

Currently, the castle has become the tourist hub of the area due to the appeal of the history linked to Bram Stoker's novel. With the kind company of our Romanian colleagues Edmond Dorneanu and Bianca Stupu, we saw different rooms of the Hungarian queen's summer house.

Then we stopped in Brasov. Lovely. There we visited the Black Church (in German Dia Schwarze Kirche), the parish church of the Lutheran Evangelical community of Brasov. It is in gothic style. Its stones blackened due to a fire at the end of the seventeenth century, hence the black walls. It has been called so since the nineteenth century.

In the afternoon, in Sfantu Gheorghe, we enjoyed an impressive, warm, enthusiastic farewell dinner in the school cafeteria. The dining hall was decorated like a luxurious reception hall. The generosity and dedication of the teachers of Mihael Viteazul School were superb. Thank you, Ionella, and the rest of the colleagues for so much effort. In the cafeteria, we dined, danced, and sang karaoke from the six participating countries in this Erasmus project. The dinner was entertained by a rock band formed by students from the Romanian school that hosted us. What talent, what generosity they offered. Unforgettable moments.

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