In the last 36 hours, Bucharest, Romania grew on me more and more.
The day after my epic Pizza Hut experience, I took a tour of the Parliament Building. As I alluded to in the last entry, it is the second largest building in the world (the Pentagon in Washington D.C. is larger). Romanians are quite proud of the fact that the 20th NATO Summit was hosted at the Parliament Building in 2008.
The building was designed by a 28-year-old female architect and I think, you would agree with me, that it is stunning.
After visiting the Parliament Building, I took a stroll down Bulevardul Unirii (Union Boulevard) which begins at the east end of the Parliament Building, branching off of Piata Constitutiei (Constitution Square).
Piata Constitutiei is one of the largest squares in the capitol and workers were setting up a stage and a sound system there for a Shakira concert that is taking place today, May 7.
Bulevardul Unirii was built in 1984 (when Romania was still a Communist state) and was modeled after the Champs-Elysees in Paris. It reminded me so much of it’s Parisian counterpart, with leafy trees and high-end fashion boutiques on either side.
I also stumbled into the Historical Center, a maze of cobblestone streets in downtown Bucharest where the “hip” crowd resides. Many of the 20 and 30-somethings are quite stylish, and carry themselves with great confidence.
I liked the Historical Center so much that I came back again the following morning.
Something I’ve been thinking about in Bucharest that pertains to travel is: How do I become a better writer, a better artist?
From what I can tell, there are three ways: read profusely, write profusely, and accrue as many life experiences as possible.
I don’t think you need a butt load of life experiences to be a good writer, but it helps. It gives you more material to write about. It helps you figure out how people talk, act, what motivates them.
I think life experiences also make you a better writer because they make you more compassionate Compassionate because you routinely see that there are two sides to every story.
I’m convinced that the biggest compliment that someone can give me is not, “Wow, what a beautiful house you have, what a flashy car you’re driving, what a chic outfit you’re wearing” but “Wow, what a lot of stories you have to tell.”
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