I sing it one last time for you

Note the 'Brasov' sign on the hills - just like Hollywood.

There's been a massive delay I know, but finally, I've found the will within me to be bothered to post these photos up. This is the batch from my trip to Bran, Brasov and Sinaia.

When I flick back through these photos, my heart does this crazy thing. It misses everything... so I get a little sad.

On the balcony outside our room. Fatmanur, Aga, & MEE with our Daft Body markings hah.
The view outside the room - amazing, breathtaking...HELLOOOOO EDWARD CULLEN has to be somewhere in those trees!

Jimmy trying to hitchhike HAHAHAHAHA!

On top of Bran castle with Aga.

And finally, lo and behold, the most beautiful building I have ever laid eyes upon: Peles Castle in Sinaia. The minute you walk in, there is literally no way you are able to just take everything in immediately. I found myself looking around in all directions, with such ferocity and velocity. I believe my mouth was wide open the entire time...

The streets of Bran...

Antiques in Bran - I wanted to buy everything there!

Bran castle (Dracula's)

I just completed an internship for uni on Tuesday. Since then, I've been slobbing around at home. Not attractive at all. That's about all the updates on my life for now.

Anyway, I've had a lot of time on my hands, so I'll leave you with this. Iudruit = Pure genius. The story: Fatmanur got drunk, threw up on her sheets, so hung them to dry on the balcony. Woke up to find the wind had blown it to the roof. The rest is self-explanatory.

Material required: String, Swiss army knife.