Family and museum
Sunday morning, after a hearty breakfast we left on the same route we went saturday and stopped in Călinești to visit some family members.
First, we stopped at the church on the corner, where my grand mother’s brother is buried. He died at 22 during the second world war and is now a local hero. The whole church was very pretty and the gardens very well kept. The priest gave us cards with a prayer for travelers and we talked a bit about our family. After an awkward blessing (for me at least) we got back in the car and drove 50 meters to the summer house, or little farm, of my ancestors.
Hundred years old
The house was built in 1912 and the inside is way more cold than the outside. Which is fabulous when its 40°C and you can’t stand the heat! I met 2 of my grand aunts and a grand uncle which told me I used to munch on chairs and we can still my tooth marks somewhere in the house. Sorry I guess! We also met with Rafael, the resident cat which got his name from the colourful pay prints he left on a painting a little girl was making one day outside.
I also visited the vegetable patch which proves that with a bit of care and a lot of water, you can grow some healthy vegetables even in the scorching heat. From watermelons to tomatoes, green beans, prunes, grapes and much more the garden was teaming with life and Auntie Lucica was very proud to show us around.
20 meters further, we stopped at the cemetery, which is by the way, very beautiful and taken care of when you compare with ours. There we visited another of my grand aunts and my great grand father and lit a few candles.
On our way back, we stopped at the museum we visited the day before and actually got to visit it. Sadly it was high noon by then and the heat made it very hard to stay outside so we ran quickly from a building to the next. We had a very nice guide that let us take pictures without paying the tax, but that we don’t talk about ;).
The museum is in fact the old house of a very rich family and its grounds. Once again, I emphasize the work that goes into decorating the wood, the terra cota, the iron and all the other materials used in the house. The ceilings were huge pieces of dark wood and the contrast with the white walls was very beautiful.
What we thought were hunting guns, turned out to be smoking pipes. They must have had very long arms! (pun intended 😉 ) They had turkish steam baths, guard towers and quarters for their domestic workers which were turned into a museum of old tools.
Behind the mansion, they moved a bunch of very old viticulturist houses and made a museum out of them. We visited only two because we couldn’t stand the heat to walk through all of them. One of them was a 2 room pretty standard house and the other one was almost completely built underground having only a high window and the roof on the surface. The advantage of course being that in the summer it stays cool and in the winter it stays warm.
On our way to the exit we visited a replica of an old school where people learned to write in a sandbox and there were individual tables on the wall for an older student to teach those with more difficulty. Interesting fact, old floors were built out of bricks.
When we finally got out of the heat and into the air conditioned car, we drove back home and went to sleep after lunch. We drove back to Bucharest that night because Monday I had to get up at 4h30 to catch a train at 6 to go visit my only remaining grand mother in Roman.