Blog O’clock ⏰

It’s that time again,

We’ve been on our walk,

You know what’s coming…

From Rasnov – we set off,

Starting a man down.

Poor Alex was ill,

So we left him in town.

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He had a nice morning,

Though he was feeling dire,

Touring in James’ car,

But left before the burst tire!

The rest of us were feeling good,

The day was going well.

We caught the gondola,

Riding up to the Citadel.

The views were great,

There was many a cat.

So Lewis felt in his element,

With his bejewelled hat.

It was here we first realised,

Our Romanian fame.

A family stopped us for a photo,

And used ‘Glasgow Rangers’ as our name.

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Next onto the caves,

We were stopped at the door.

“It’s really cold inside!”

… Feels like Scotland once more.

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A mere 12 degrees,

Too cold for the staff!

When we emerged to 36,

It was time for “taps aff”.

Back to collect Alex,

Singing and dancing the whole way,

The glorious sun beating down,

With us blasting YMCA!

We got on the bus,

With no one excluded.

We were Brasov bound,

And it was time to get… Fooded?

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On the way to dinner,

Disaster struck!

Craig got us lost,

Come on! What the…

heck was he doing?

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We found a pizzeria,

But for James we waited.

Finally he came,

And our hunger was sated.

Well… That was our day,

It’s now getting late.

We’ll post again tomorrow,

And it’ll be well worth the wait!