Leaving the Village

Since we have had no internets for days, there's toooooo much to post here. All smart locusts know when to leave town and since we ate all the food, drank all the wine, used all the water, and used all the toilet paper in Viscri, we called it a fortnight and left. I'm now in Sigisoara, birthplace of Vlad himself, about to take a night train to some villages and towns near the border of Ukraine...