|Mănăstirea Prislop, in Prislop Pass on Highway 18, between Borșa and Iacobeni. |
I am proud of this shot, taken out the window of my rented VW Polo,
as I drove by in a snow storm.
Photo Copyright 2014, by Duncsn C. McDougall. All rights reserved.
|The snow gave rhythm to the trees, which seemed to be|
dancing as one drove by, changing one's angle of view.
|Can you sense the rhythms?|
|My cataract surgeon at Dartmouth Hichcock is descended from a family|
that used to live in this town, along the road east of Iacobeni, and west of Suceava,
in Județ Suceava, in a region known as Bucovina, Moldavia, Romania.
|It is proud and handsome town, though in Hitler's time, its once-large|
Jewish community was forced to flee, or face The Holocaust.
That tragic time brought my good doctor's family to America.
|Literally translated, the name is "Mouth of humor," or happy mouth.|
The joke told me in Suceava by Waltraudi Moroșan is that it
is how you tell when you have a good dentist.
|Street views in Gura Humorului|
|Finally I reached Casa Moroșan in Suceava, and met this handsome young guitarist.|
|As well as his father and uncle, the former Waltraudi's brother,|
and the latter her son, Mihail.
At both the west and at the east ends of my journey, there was more adventure, and more fun to describe. But for tonight, this much will have to suffice.
Happy New Year to all readers. Da da! Indeed, life goes on! And after this drive, it does so for your friend Oldrider with renewed self-confidence.