This blog post -
Exploring the disgusting bins of Bucharest’s historic centre - has to be one of the most simultaneously tragic and funny lenses on life in Romania that I have ever seen. This post is my way of encasing it in concrete (you'll get the reference after reading the post).
If you liked that, then this post from the same blog - Braving the Bucharest-Chisinau Sleeper - turns the dry humour up to 11. I nearly coughed up a lung at “Pipi nu este al meu!” Having also survived the sleeper from Bucharest to Cluj, I can definitely relate.
