Sr. Elizondo took a rest day, so I was on my own. With map in hand, iPhone charged, I was ready to go. Normally, this would not be a big deal. However, Bucharest has no English signs/translations, and many people do not speak English either. No fear!
It turned out, I did need help a few times with directions. While customer service in businesses is lacking here, individuals on the street were friendly and kind. They used their broken English and hand signals to put me in the right direction and all with a smile. I hope they understood my gratitude in return.
I love visiting parks when I travel. Here is Cigismiu Park.
Finding my way back to Victoria Street, I went into the National Art Museum. A local told me I was lucky to see thie royal palace as it’s usually closed for events.
Onward to the Palace of a Parliament. This is one of the biggest if not the biggest parliament building in Europe. It’s ginormous.
I walked by this Orthodox Church (the main religion in Romania) and took a peek inside.
On my way back to the hotel, I did some shopping at Cos and purchased a couple of books with stories set in Romania.
Not bad for a day on my own.