Hello from Cannes. I arrived today in the morning, after a small.. adventure with my flights. (No, I will not complain. The problem was caused by Alitalia and the airport of Rome, so everything is ok. Of course, if the same issue would have been caused by Tarom and Otopeni airport, I know lots of foreigners and even more Romanians who would start their stories with “what do you expect? This is Romania…”) Never mind. We finished with the preparations and we are ready to start working at the exhibition tomorrow morning! But as I was walking through the small streets around [...]

Part 2 To read part 1, please press here. Can you believe that 100 years ago shoes and boots were a luxury which not every citizen living in Bucharest could afford to buy. They were wearing some “street shoes” and during cold weather a sort of cheap boots which were made by “street cobblers “. From here we have the expression “with stiff” which is something refined, something that not everyone else owns. The socks were also not so cheap, only those with “well fare” could afford to buy sock from a “store”, but most of common people were weaving their own sock at home or they were wearing [...]

Part 1 I received an e-mail from a friend with pictures and information about the old Bucharest and i would like to share it with you. Were the inhabitants of Bucharest from a century ago, our grandparents, other than we are?  Were the city streets different? Sure they were, but no better and no worse than today –  as we speak of two different eras. We will try to reconstruct something of the old atmosphere of Bucharest. 1909, the capital had seven times less inhabitants than it has now, respectively only 300,000 which is less than today’s population of the Constanța town. The city occupied [...]

  (part 2, to read part 1, please press here) “Just 5 minutes drive from here” I turned my head around the square, the central one of this secondary city. So many people passing by, some of them turning their head to see the crazy guy dressed in suit and tie in the middle of the summer. I smiled and I looked at my clock. 11.30 sharp, the time of my meeting. I did not have to wait for long. “Goldneck” appeared soon, making to me signals so as to hurry up and enter in the car. He was driving a quite old Chrysler 300, not recently washed inside. He was together with another gentleman, his unofficial [...]