On a dark, gloomy morning we decided to explore Rasnov. It
is an old fort that sits on top of hill overlooking wide plateaus and marked by
snow-capped peaks and pine trees. Truly haunting vestiges as you drive into the
town, especially with Bran castle ten miles down the road. The place reeks of
terror and monsters. But it was a truly remarkable place, confined within its
walls is a still functioning village where you can dance a jig with a court
jester, throw an axe or climb the walls and breathe in the Transylvanian views.
Whist there we decided it was time to become at one with the ancient times and
learn a skill. Being the superb marksmen we already were we decided that both
of us would make incredible archers (this may have come about because we are
obsessed with Arrow at the moment), so demonstrating all the class of Legolas
and the intensity of Russel Crowe’s Robin Hood, we took to the archery pitch. I
managed to hit the board three times which in my head gave me immediate
bragging rights, until Metcalfe stepped up and calmly slotted a bullseye. She
then proceeded to miss the board, but bullseye. Boom!
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| Romania's landscapes are simply breathtaking. |
