25 mai 2008

Marie Jo, Chantal and Nicole Tour 3

P5240021P5240010Hi Everyone,

What a lovely weekend it's been! How good to have Marie Jo here and to see ChantalP5240022 relaxed, having a good time. After a tour of my new neighbourhood with Rosie yesterday, dinner at the Ateneu Bistro complete with Jewish musicians singing Yiddish Mome and the like, then a tour of the centre by night, we got back to Hotel Carpets in str. Matei Milo after midnight. Poor Marie Jo could hardly walk but being Marie Jo she just kept on at a stagger with, as she said, her backpack keeping her straight, P5240001snail fashion. They liked my new flat very much and are thrilled to be back in Roumania again. They both love it. Marie Jo is keen to visit her beloved museums (Roumanian art and Zambaccian), so they're coming back earlier from Sighet than planned, as they're both closed tomorrow! In fact, everything seems to be closed on Mondays and I'd never noticed. I'm working too, so they'll meet up with Lydia in the morning and get train tickets, then explore Bellu Cemetery, which really is lovely. All you people out there who hate cemeteries, think again, for Bellu deserves a visit next time you're in town.

This morning I went to teach Eugenia and then met them both once more at Pta Romana to do the Nicole Tour 3 taking in Dorobanti, str. Polona, str. Dumbrava Rosie, Pta Lahovary and str. Tache Ionescu, stopping off to see Tantza en route before she goes into hospital tomorrow. There's so much to tell you, so with all credit to Nicole for doing so much research and sending me such a wonderful walk (sorry we left out Dacia as the interesting bits were mostly the other side of Pta Romana - another Nicole Tour 3bis to be done with Aura and Lucia at a later date), please join us for another fabulous Nicole Tour of this wonderful, rich city.

P5250001Having first stopped for fortification (and examination of the tour, see pic left) at one of the café's on Dorobanti/Dacia, Rosie included, we began on Bd. Dorobantilor (a 'dorobantz' says Nicole 'was a type of soldier during Roumania's war for independence') with the British Council at nr. 14, originally the Simionescu-Ramniceanu house. No information isP5250003 available regarding the original owners, but I do know that the British Council are now the legal proprietors. Since when I don't know but I certainly intend to find out. After all, I'm spending more time in this historical building than out of it! Next door at nr. 16 is the house designed by Berindey for Bratianu, the famous liberal politician who was imprisoned and consequently died in Sighet (remember his palace I visited on Viserion during Nicole Tour 2?). Today it is home to the Ukrainian Embassy. See http://jurnalul.ro/articole/9481/amintiri-pe-calea-dorobantilor for interesting article in Roumanian. Its neighbour at nr. 18 is the Filitti house, today the Croatian Embassy, with its beautiful terrace. the cretin in the kiosk in front of it didn't know what embassy it was, who lived there or why we weren't allowed to take photos, much less who forbade photography of this gorgeous building. So, I positioned Marie Jo and Chantal in front of it, pretended to photograph them, focused on the building behind and took three. Then, like the idiot I truely am, I erased them by mistake when sitting having coffee a little further up the road. Oops! I'm as cretinous as the stupid guard! Pix of nrs 14 and 16 were also forbidden so I'm afraid I can't show you anything of the lovely architecture.

P5250007Crossing Dorobanti to nr. 39 is the superb mansion that belonged to lawyer, diplomat and conservative politician Ion Lahovary. This little palace was designed in French renaissance style (I'm quoting Nicole here, so pleased don't be impressed with my non-existent knowledge) by Louis Blanc at the end of 19th century. It has a vast garden with beautiful, shadey trees. Princess Marthe Bibescu, a fascinating woman née Lahovary of Mogosoaia fame spent most of her childhood here. For more on her see http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Marthe_Bibesco. Today, it's the Cambridge School.

P5250016P5250020Back on the other side of the road at nr. 58 on the corner ofP5250019 Dorobanti/str. Ioan Bogdan is a really lovely house that belonged to historian Ioan Bogdan. Today it's a children's hospital: Spitalul Clinic de Urgenta Pentru Copii 'Grigore Alexandrescu' (Roumanian poet see http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Grigore_Alexandrescu). I don't know if there is a connection between Alexandrescu and this house. If not, why doesn't the hospital bear the name of Ian Bogdan?

P5250022P5250023P5250023Next door at nr. 60 is a really fabulous house. It used to be the Slatineanu nursing home for old ladies (very nice, too!) but today is the Continental Hotel. It was designed in 1884 by architect Paul Gottereau.

Nicole's instructions advised taking a look at an ensemble of buildings named 'The Zodiac' designed by Radu Dudescu on the same side of the road. Lo and behold at nr. 36-40 there it was. She mentioned an interior P5250009P5250013courtyard, but I didn't find one. Certainly no garden toP5250014 mention at any rate. An empty space acting as car park and dustbin area would be more accurate. The buildings on the outside are hefty and quite attractive with pretty sculptures and paintings above the main door and under the big windows. Not quite Art P5250010P5250015Nouveau, but nevertheless trying. The buildings surrounding the 'courtyard' are epoch and elegant. A huge, snarling alsatian dog (albeit chained up) kind of putting me off exploring any further.

'At nr. 72' (quote Nicole) 'is the house of the late diplomat,P4250008 politician and conservative Prime Minister Petre Carp. It's a beautiful three-storey villa with a balcony supported by two columns. The Embassy of Turkey purchased it in 1931'. I walk past it very often and admire it. There's a lovely garden at the front with trees that sweep the pavement and hide the top of the security guards' kiosk. Again, photos forbidden, it being an embassy, but here's one anyway, taken from the other side of the road (pic on right)....

P5250024Nothing else worth exploring beyond the busy Stefan Cel Mare crossroads, so we popped down str. David Emanuel into Polona and paid a visit to Tantza at the cave. How I've missed her. She was so glad to see us even though she was busy preparing food for the week she'll be in hospital (I do hope no more) for her grandson Dinu. She's so worried about going and frankly, I don't blame her. She hugged Marie Jo and Chantal like long-lost relatives and then exclaimed with a shriek that I'd caught far too much sun and started to pinch me. Ow! 'Tantza! that hurts! What are you doing?!!!' She gave her Tantza grin and replied that if you pinch sunburn then rub P5250025squashed tomotoes into your skin then it doesn't hurt anymore. 'But Tantza, mama, it doesn't hurt now!' She shrieked with laughter til she cried and then gave me an update of news in str. A. Philippide. We stayed for about half an hour and then she had to get on with her cooking. How wonderfully Roumanian. When you're stressed, uptight or nervous, beat it to the kitchen! I found it very hard to leave her and shall go and see her in hospital on Tuesday as it's just round the corner from Icoanei Park.

From the cave, through the park opposite the French Institute where I now feel sadP5250027 because I can no longer walk Rosie there and meet Lucia or Aura, then round the back to str. Dumbrava Rosie. This road is full of real architectural treasures, not to mention hibiscus bushes, azaleas that take your P5250026breath away, bourgainvillier and wisteria everywhere you glance. Colour and perfume govern this little street which overlooks Ioanid park. Along we wandered pausing in front of every villa without exception, chatting to the security guards of which only one knew anything at all about history of the house he was surveilling and then...we arrived at Nicole's advised visit - nr. 5. In a street where numbersP5250029 aren't visible this was something of a fete, but the security guard in front of the Austrian Embassy at nr. 7 knew exactly what we were looking for. the Procopiu villa stands proud and majestic, a little out of place in this line of romantically designed creations by Staadeker, Stoicescu, Cerchez, Smarandescu and other great names of Roumanian architecture. It's an impressive house and I wish I could get inside for a good nose! It's owned by a family, lived in and loved, but by whom, I can't tell you.

P5250031We stopped at the Garden Café in Icoanei Park for refuelling. Stupid new signs have sprung up all over the lovely park informing that dogs are forbidden. How ridiculous. We met a dog-walking friend of mine Doina who speaks fabulous French and so entertained Marie Jo and Chantal with all sorts of tails whilst her dog Piki and Rosie played together. She has decided to sell up and move to Spain. She says she can't stand it any more and just wants to go elsewhere where she can be happy away from idiots. I should have pointed out that they exist everywhere and there are probably a fair share in Spain, too, but I didn't want to burst her bubble.

Along str. D. Lupu to Pta Lahovary. At nr. 9, the imposing mansion of a wealthy industrialist (quoting Nicole again), owner of the first steam mill, Bazil Assan. After studying in France and Switzerland, Assan commissioned Ion Berindey to present him with a mansion fitting his position in society. The result is a Louis XVI-style villa placed in the middle of a beautiful garden. The villa has two façades. One on the street of course, and the other round the back. It's a restaurant today, and my first lunch with colleagues in BC back in September last year was there on the terrace. Since the days of its nationalisation (1948) it has housed the Club of Scientists (casa oamenilor de stiinta).

P5250042P5250041Along str. Tache Ionescu are two lovely houses. At nr. 25 you'll find a residence that once belonged to a wellP5250043 known lawyer and conservative politician and minister, Tache Ionescu. Designed by Louis Blanc in French Renaissance style, it houses the 'Constantin Brailoiu Institute for Folklore and Ethnography'. Nicole adds 'Behind this house, Ionescu's widow (second wife), Adina Olmazu (1889-1975!) who had married Polish Prince Korybut Woroniecki in 1929, commissioned architect Alexandru Zaharia to design a villa in Florentine style on the place of the former stables'.

P5250036Next door at nr. 27 is the house of politician and writer Constantin Xeni. Today, it is home to the Roumanian Automobile Club.

We moved on to Magheru and caught the bus here to Pta Dorobanti, walked through str.P5250054 G. Calinescu and collapsed in a heap up in my treetop house. With half an hour to prepare, a high tea was foreseen for 5pm with Lydia and her friend Dana, Aura, Aylin and us three. It was a lovely afternoon and evening with so much to hear and discuss. Marie Jo kept saying 'ce n'est vraiment pas juste - vous êtes toutes belles, intelligentes, vous parlez plein langues, vous connaissez tellement de choses...ça ne va pas du tout!' How she loves my friends and being here. It was a French evening and despite not missing France, I do enjoy speaking the language very much - with Jacques Brel for ambiance and Barbara's 'Petit Sonate', a room full of fascinating people with so much to express, good food (Aura must have left Carrefour empty!) and PGTips, my only regret was that Lucia and George weren't amongst us. They'd have enjoyed it so much.

I saw Marie Jo and Chantal finally to the taxi rank on cal. Floreasca, walked Rosie a bit and now here I am after a skype chat with dear Nicole, who's suffering from a sudden and very acute attack of lumbago. As we were doing her walk, she wasn't walking anywhere at all, poor darling. Please spare her a thought - lots even. It must be dreadful for such an energetic little thing as Nicole to be 'foarte cuminte' and still. The more good thoughts we send her, the quicker she'll get well. So, get sending good thoughts and warm wishes by telepathy. Anyone who's ever had the dreadful pain and inactivity of lumbago will know how much she needs them.

Good luck for the week to come! Write soon!

Love, Sarah


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23 mai 2008

Uodate so far

Hi Everyone,

It's been such a busy week that I'd better update you now before everything becomes merged into one swirling haze.

P5190002Gaby returned from her three months in London - it's gone so fast and reminded me horribly that my days here are numbered too...three months left and then back to Paris. Anyway, she came round Monday night and P5200009we sat up til 3am talking, catching up, gossiping which became progressively more slurred as the morning approached (see pic right for reflection on my return to Paris) - so much to say as e-mails are never enough. It was so good to have her back again. Bucharest without Gaby was rather like Paris without the Champs Elysées! She set up my Facebook account whilst she was here, which is, apparently, how you Brits are communicating these days - 'you haveP5200017 to do it!' she insisted when she saw how worried I looked as I don't have enough time for communicating by cyberspace as it is  - 'everyone's doing it in London. Noone bothers with e-mails anymore'. I can hardly believe it. But anyway, nice to be back in contact with Ruth, Stephen, Steve and how funny to see Flori and Aless there under assumed names! I wondered whether maybe I should be known as Matahari, the Black Mademoiselle or 007.9 Secret Agent...! I got quite into it when Gaby came round again last night with the intention to dye my roots for me. Put 50 pix on the page and any thought of hair colour kind of vanished. How wonderful to have her jhere again, amongst us all. She had a night with the girls Wednesday but I couldn't go as these long days at BC have paralysed any kind of social life Monday to Thursday unless friends come round here.

P5230039Tonight, Lucia and George came for dinner. It was their first visit and I was thrilled toP5230047 have them with me in my new home. They brought their dog,P5230045 Picu, the noble sausage dog with them and he and Rosie hit it off immediately. Rosie was so thrilled to have a friend round for tea that she was more than happy to share her evening biscuit ration with him. She misses Kitzu and Pépé the Perv very much. Perhaps we'll walk round and see them tomorrow.

P5210025P5210024Yesterday morning between classes we went on an exploratory walk north of str. Bach, Rosie and I, to see what lay around the Bd. M. Eliade area. Nicole had advised me to check it out as there are gorgeous houses to be seen. I didn't find any though, so I guess they're the other side of the cal. Floreasca/Eliade intersection.P5210028 Instead, however, we discovered Floreasca Park and the lake, some lovely restaurants and bars (one allowed Rosie to sit at a table outside and even brought her a bowl of water as I sipped my decaf. The roses are in bloom, the grass a rich emerald, the smell of P5210027P5210029honeysuckle overwhelming just about everywhere...so many parks around here it's hard to remember I'm still in Bucharest. It's a really lovely neighbourhood. I miss the cave, all the goings on and being so central though. Getting to Tineretului for work at 8h30 yesterday took nearly an hour when it used to take me only 15 minutes with time to spare for covrigi hot from the oven en route. Those days are gone! P5210037P5210030But what a pretty area I've moved into. Really. Some very cosy restaurants, yuppy cafés, beautiful villas and gorgeous little palaces to be seen and experienced. I even have a local pub, the White Horse, on G. Calinescu which is deceptively quiet on the outside though blows your brains out with loud music when you cross the threshold! I'll give it a wide berth I think as it's rather too ex-pat community for me. They have draught guiness however, which is worth remembering! I also have a very red but with good menu Italian Resto that I'd like to test. Charming old house, completely renovated. Shame about the colour. It must match the arrabiata...

Tuesday, I met up with Dan, a friend of Nicole and Serge. What an interesting man, passionate about architecture and saving as much of this beautiful city and its heritage as he can. He has plenty to say, makes for very interesting listening and is a mine of information. He seemed to know everything about everyone from politics to the 21st Dec Association, who wrote what in which newspaper and when and of course, historical figures, agreements, who lived where and why they left. It was a fascinating morning. We'll try to meet again when there's a lull in the rush.

I've discovered that Iulia, a Roumanian colleague at BC also lives in str. Bach - in the next block actually! Small world. So, we'll try to organise regular coffees and walks in the park, beers in the local café up the road and other such neighbourly get-togethers. She's a very nice person. We've always had a laugh when meeting for a cigarette me between classes, she during a pause in her ever-increasing admin. Nice to have a neighbour I know so close, as well as Nicole's friend Lula in str. Chopin whom I'm yet to meet. Seems like living here will be as sociable as str. Telenovelo. Speaking of which, I popped in there yesterday and what did I find? Tolea in the cave painting it white again after my cigarette smoke had tainted it all rather. Everything was out in the courtyard, and Mandita was there too, giving orders. Again she repeated, 'if you don't like it, come straight back!' Nice to know one's missed! My poor Tantza has to go back into hospital on Monday and I'm very concerned about her. Her bad leg isn't improving despite Reiki. It seems the veinous return is more than just sluggish as her ankle is horrifyingly swollen and her skin has split. Reminds me of a case of dropsy I once nursed at Queensclyffe. If it's not treated properly and quickly she'll end up with awful ulcers so I hope her doctor is half-way decent. Needless to say, I'll go visit her as often as I can as the hospital is near Icoanei, not far from BC and round the corner from the cave. Poor, dear Tantza. I saw Mr. Viagara as I was leaving who must now surely know why I moved out, for he mumbled 'buna ziua', eyes glued to his feet and wouldn't look at me for all the world. Mandita gave one of her sniffs and ignored him completely, squeezing my arm in an act of support. I ignored him, too. How anyone could beat my Rosie, or any other dog for that matter, just surpasses comprehension...

JCCThis morning I finally made it to the Jewish Community Centre in str. Popa Soare, not far from Ptas Unirii and Universitateii. What a lovely area. Beautiful old houses, villas, little palaces right, left and centre. The centre itself is more modern but very nice all the same. I'd hoped to meet Adi Guerain at last, but he'd just left. So, I took my six tickets reserved for 1st June and chatted a while with the receptionist who was very amusing and full of info. Maybe I'll take a crash course in Roumanian for Foreigners if I can find the time, for I don't feel that my lessons at BC are sufficient, expecially now I've moved from the cave and no longer have Tantza and Mandita to talk to. Time is so rare though - I haven't skyped with Nicole for over a week and there are so many people here I'm neglecting as there simply aren't enough hours in the day.

And that's all my news so far. Tomorrow, Marie Jo will arrive with Chantal, so that's the afternoon and evening taken care of as I'm sure Marie Jo will want to do her beloved museums. Perhaps we'll have dinner with Lucia and George if they're free. Sunday, Lydia of Gradinitsa will be here too and we've arranged a tea at mine with the three of them, plus Aura and Aylin. I'm hoping for a little time to recharge batteries, but it's looking increasingly less likely. Oh well...never mind. Hair dying is becoming more than just urgent! I've taken to wearing a headscarf to cover the iron bars around my forehead and decorating my temples. Oh, vanity!

Love to you all, and more Sunday. Have a great weekend.

Love, Sarah xox

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21 mai 2008

Nelly for Mayor...

I've heard it all, now...see video at the bottom of this post!

elephant3The Times of India, 21st May, 2008:

BUCHAREST: From parading an elephant through the streets to wrapping a condom on a finger or posing as Jesus, Romanian politicians are finding new ways to woo voters ahead of municipal elections on June 1.

In the Black Sea port of Constanta, a bulky candidate for mayor, nicknamed "the elephant," publicized his campaign by walking the animal through the town centre.

"It eats peas," the candidate Victor Manea said, poking fun at the current mayor of Constanta, whose last name, Mazare, means peas in Romanian.

The election for thousands of city mayors and county council members is an important gauge of theelephant2 popularity of Romania's centrist government ahead of a parliamentary election this year. Hence the eye-catching stunts.

A candidate from the western city of Arad has printed banners showing himself sitting behind a long table, together with 11 colleagues, in a depiction of the Last Supper. His message is he "believes" in his team.

Banners in central Romania display images of a finger with a condom wrapped around it. The candidate for city hall in Bistrita, Gelu Dragan, hopes to show he will protect voters against ever-present corruption.

elephant_voteAnd in what a Romanian blog called "eggvertising," a candidate for the Navodari sea resort stamped his name on eggs to be sold in supermarkets. Their sell-by date is set for a week before a potential run-off on June 15.

Many voters, angry about Romania's dilapidated infrastructure and poor public services, are not impressed.

"I feel harassed," said Ileana Zamfir-Berca, a 49-year-old accountant from Bucharest.

"These people will do anything to get into power but just because they are walking an elephant doesn't mean they'll repair roads."
Romanians had also, for the first time, elected their representatives to the European parliament on 25 November last year.

Have a look - here's a clip from Realitateahttp://www.realitatea.net/video_299652_candidatul-pnl-la-primaria-constanta-s-a-plimbat-cu-elefantul-prin-oras_186626.html

And I'm allowed to vote, but I'm totally foxed as to who will get the cross next to their name. They're all as bad as each other...anyone have any helpful opinions?

Love Sarah

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18 mai 2008

From Cave to Treetops!

P5170001Dear Everyone,

Well, this is it! I'm above the treetops! I've moved! My wonderful friends were true heroes, and from the moment we started packing the cars to the moment everything was here in str. Bach, I guess about 45 minutes had passed. With Aura's and Oana's cars, we only had to make one trip from the cave. Brigitte was here waiting for us, and everything went like clockwork except for the internet connection.

The administrator here (the dodgy one I mentioned last P5170015posting) had installed a phone and phone connection...well, if you'd seen the phone (a real museum piece) and the connection you'd have taken photos. What a mess! Held together with red tape and not much else. I'm P5170014almost afraid to use it! Anyway, to cut a long story short, of course the ancient and fossilised phone wasn't compatible with theP5170005 connection needed for internet. So, Aura and Aylin, bless them, dashed back to theirs to bring me a touch dial phone instead. You know, a modern one. That had the right connections. Aless and Bogdana set about getting me connected without success. P5170012Hours (literally) on the phone with Romtelecom gave only one conclusion - there was a fault with the modem. Aura contacted someone she knew at Romtelecom. And what do you think?P5170013 This afternoon at 15h, the doorbell went - two nice chaps fom Romtelecom to sort out myP5170005 internet! They were here for all of five minutes, which included playing with Rosie. They refused tea, coffee, sandwiches and money which leads me to one conclusion only: that customer services has at last arrived in Bucharest!

P5170010So here I am back on line. I'm so, so grateful to Flori, Bogdana, Aless, Oana, Aura and Aylin for all their fabulous help yesterday, their efficiency, kindness despite my stress levels (!!), understanding and general adorableness as always.P5170011 Thanks also to Brigitte for this lovely flat and to my dear Lucia for finding it for me in the first place.

P5170023P5170026P5170024I'm sitting at the table in my sitting room, sun streaming in through the balcony door, the chorus of birds in the acacia tree that I can almost touch, deafening. How am I going to leave this lovely place in September. Okay, I know I'll be back, but still.

Rosie and I went out this morning before my private student arrived. We wanted to get to know the street dogs and neighbours a bit better. I knocked on the door of the flat directly below P5170019me. Brigitte had said she was a miserable old bag, so I took flowers with me. 'Hello, I'mP5170018 Sarah, your new neighbour from upstairs' and then hastily apologised for any noise, Rosie barking, etc. She hadn't heard a thing, and introduced herself as Lidia. She was very smiley and not such an old bat. Nice people also in the park opposite and two lovely street dogs of Ciobanesc race. Huge, like cows! One tricolor, the other beige and very pretty. Normally, Rosie gets panicked by big dogs, but they were so sweet and gentle she liked them at once. I haven't let her off the lead though in case she runs off to the cave.

P5170020Went to the market early afternoon for fruit and veg - a boiling hot day again, inciting shade only. Oof! My shoulders felt burnt to a crisp just from the air. I do hope this isn't the start of yet another 'canicule'. The flower market is lovely, smells heady and although expensive has good quality. The Floreasca market though, is to avoid. Outrageous prices. 20 ron for a punnet of blueberries. So, I trotted off to Bila where it's a third of the price and yet still more than Carrefour.

And that's all my news to date. More when it happens. Tomorrow's Monday. back to reality! Gaby's back at noon. Tuesday,meeting with Nicole and Serge's friend Dan. My usual Wednesday morning off-site class will be held here as they have a conference nearby at 10h30. Nothing else planned til Marie Jo and Chantal arrive Saturday at 16h, but you know by now that surprises and news crop up in the most unexpected places to encourage a blog posting! At the very least, Nicole's sent me lots of info on the Bd. M.Eliade area and I haven't even done the Dorobanti/Dacia one yet. Better get my skates on, though I wait for a cooler day and a time when both <aura and Lucia are free to accomapny me as they both showed great interest.

Housewarming when Gaby's back and Aless returns from Dubai (25th) - maybe P5180012I should ask Old Lidia from downstairs for a drinkypooh first to get her tipsy so she won't mind the noise!I saw her again this evening whilst out walking Rosie or rather she spotted me first, making a bee-line for us. I wanted to ask her where the dustbins were. Try to explain that when you don't know the words for dustbin or rubbish. I had to mime. An oscar winning performance, even though I say it myself. She's a bit slow is Old Lidia (have to call her that to differentiate between my dear Lidia in Brasov who's young and full of beans and French Lydia who's older and full of beans too) She started off by shouting 'Police? Comisariat? Hospital? Administration?' Now where did she get those from the mime I was brilliantly inacting??? She got it in the end, though I was a bit redfaced by that point. Incidentally, it's out the back in a built-up concrete kind of place. The flies are rife and the intelligent thing would be to go there first thing in the morning, not when it's 30°! 

Enjoy the pix!

Love Sarah xox

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17 mai 2008

Last Night at the Cave

Dear all,

P5160027My 100th blog entry corresponds with my last night at the cave. Moved the first load of stuff with Aura and Aylin this pm (thank yoooooou!!). Brigitte has been great and thought of everything - even got a new fixed phone (looks like its pre-war, with old phone dial! I love it!!) and has put flowers on the balcony for me. Bless her heart! As we pulled up in the car, three fat dogs were sitting in the park opposite my block...with an equally fat cat. It looked like a typical teachers' meeting at BC! The 3rd dog had dozed off. My point exactly! (Photo taken by Aylin)

P5160031Evening spent with Rosie at Aura's for dinner as prospect P5160033of the evening here at empty cave wasn't that tempting. Good choice as we had a great time as always. We got a bit legless, but I strangely and rapidly sobered up as soon as I got back P5160023here and found empty shelves and cupboards, and boxes up to my nose. I arrived here with a few suitcases and now I have four plus four large boxes full of stuff. How? Its not like I've been a hundred times to Ikea! Its an enigma.

Nine months have passed since I arrived at the cave - and grand months they'veP5040012 been too, spent with Mandita, Nicu, Tantza and Mr. Viagara. The arrival of Rosie has admittedly put strain on the Mr. Viagara situation for us all, and the absence of natural light was starting to get me down. But apart from that, I'd have stayed til September if it hadn't been for Mr V's cruel treatment of Rosie. Tantza is practically family, the food's wonderful, there's really never been a dull moment. However, strada Bach is full of trees, much less humid, is light and airy. I'll come back and visit Tantza as often as I can and return for Reiki as regularly as possible.

Love to you all, and next posting will be from the new pad. Hope internet will work as planned! I don't trust the block administrator, but I'll have Aylin, Aless and Bogdan to help with that. Quite frankly, I'm hopeless. The administrator (Roumanian version of concierge) is a shady character who'd make a nine bob note look kosher...he's not getting a penny out of me for the rates without an invoice to prove the amount, that's for sure. Brigitte told him that my accounts were all managed by the expert comptable at the French Institute (Lucia!) - nice one! He wasn't amused. Had a face on him like a bulldog chewing a wasp!

All for now and til soon, hopefully tomorrow, with more news.

Lots of love, Sarah xox

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15 mai 2008


Dear Everyone,

Blimey, what a day. Rushed to BC this morning for a lesson. Strange...no students, and another teacher in my classroom...what's going on? Well, got the day wrong. I was convinced it was Wednesday today not Thursday...tragic, huh? And then when I wanted to call Brigitte here in Bucharest, I in fact called my other dear Brigitte in Paris. She also has two friends called Sarah, which lead to a very bizarre ten minute conversation on totally crossed wires. The preparations for moving are obviously turning me into a fruitcake, so thank heavens by Saturday evening it'll all be over.

The cave looks like an entrepôt, boxes and suitcases everywhere. Rosie has given up trying to make head or tail of any of it, and spends her time snoring. Not a bad idea all things considered.

Thank heavens for a large bowl of vinete in my fridge which is always the answer to everything!

I'm so grateful to my wonderful friends here who are going to help with the exodus. What would I do without them.

Love Sarah

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Truth will out...

Metrovic6Dear Everybody,

I'm posting this on behalf of Prof. Rumiana Mestrovic who got in touch with me through the blog.

You may remember a while back that I wrote about the new statue of King Carol by Florin Codre on Pta Revolutiei. A great deal has happened since then and my head is spinning rather. Having searched before writing it on Wikipedia, I read that, apart from other things, the sculptor of the original statue the Croatian, Ivan Mestrovic, had been payed damages for the destruction in 1948 by the communists of the afore-mentioned oeuvre, and that Florin Codre had said that his new statue would be inspired by the old one. I also mentioned that it had caused something of a polemic due to reports that the legs of the defunct monarch were too short and the face looked nothing like him. Remember?

Well, Prof. Rumiana Mestrovic (or Rumi as I have come to know her) posted a comment, including mails sent to a journalist at the Cotidianul newspaper and also to Codre himself. A great many lies have been told regarding the Mestrovic family, one of them being that they had been awarded damages for the destroyed statue - this didn't happen at all. Pure fabrication.

Anyway, to cut a long story short, I feel bound morally to share Rumi's last mail with you (please copy/paste the links), so that you can see the untruths that have been circulating in the Roumanian press. If any of you have any contact with good journalists who would be interested in this, please let me know. I have already sent various documents to Lola and Romulus for Nine O'Clock and Romania Libera. I know that Rumi wants to set the record straight, is profoundly angered by the lies and slander and rightly so. Apart from sharing her mail with you and passing on all information that she sends me to people who can publicise, write articles, help her make some noise etc, I don't know what else to do. It's frustrating and I so want to help. So many lies, false information...and in newspapers, from high sources...it cannot be allowed to continue. It must come to an end.

As you will see from the e-mail below, Rumi's goal is not to have the original statues of her father-in-law restored, but to protect his art from plagerism, defamation and abuse.

So, without further ado, here below please find Rumi's e-mail of this evening. If anyone would like any further information (letters/e-mails written to the journalist at Cotidianul, to Codre etc), please don't hestitate to let me know. Rumi has sent me heaps of documents by e-mail and she would be happy for anyone who can help to see them. Over to Rumi:

The important issues that I want to share with you are the following :

1.We consider the work of Mr. Codre a plagiarism of Mestrovici's monument of  HM Carol I since any remodeling or reshaping of a  sculpture  without the permission of the copyright holder is a violation of the law. The copyright for all of  Ivan Mestrovic's sculptures belongs to us, his 4 heirs  till 2032,  according to the Copyright Law .We were never asked by the Bucharest City Hall  to grant such permission .Therefore any action taken in connection with the equestrian statues of the Romanian monarchs destroyed by the communists in 1948  is illegal , if it is taken  without the written authorization of the four heirs , who jointly hold the copyright  (irrespectively of the ownership of a particular sculpture) . This can be confirmed by any lawyer specialized in copyright law. You can draw a conclusion also by comparing the attached photos of the old monument and Codre's version.

2. Even if we ignore the legal side of the problem , the sculptor F. Codre , who is an abstractionist, is the least appropriate artist to make a statue after Mestrovici's original because Mestrovici was a figurative artist . You can see that by comparing  the art of Codre ( see the next e-mail concerning Codre)  and a selection of Mestrovic art sent in a separate e-mail. Codre should have made something responding to his style, because the statue of HM Carol I he made looks like Mestrovici after plastic surgery.

3.The Romanian MCC officials must have given the media a lot of misinterpretation, wrong information and false claims , not  to mention lies and slander (because I do not believe that the journalists have invented them) .

- It is not true that for 2 years negotiations went on with us.There were no negotiations since negotiations mean a process and there was only one single contact with us.

The exact chronology supported by documents  is :

-30 March 2006 , before we were contacted  in any way, false and suggestive information appeared in the media  (see for example  http://www.timpul.md/Rubric.asp?idIssue=284&idRubric=4394 ). It is slander that Mestrovici's  heirs would ask 3 million Euro for the copyright of a small plaster or model (50 cm) of HM Carol I . The first lie is that we never asked for any amount of money  - we never did ! We were never offered any money from any  Romanian or Croatian Ministry of Culture official or any other state official! The plasters or models of HM Carol I and HM Ferdinand that are our private property are approx. 3 meters high, not 50 cm. (one is the property of my husband Matthew Mestrovic and one of his nephew.The statue, are in the Gliptoteka which mixed up their titles) .

-20 April 2006, the  Mestrovic Foundation (Mestrovic Museums) director officially informed in writing the Romanian  MCC who exactly are the four Mestrovici's  heirs, incl. their addresses.

- June 2006, MCC delegation came to see the original plasters of the two equestrian statues of HM Carol I and HM Ferdinand kept in  Gliptoteka (The Glyptotheque of the Croatian Academy of Sciences and Arts) in Zagreb . Nobody informed or invited the heirs on that occasion. Let MCC explain why nobody tried to  see , talk or communicate  at least with Prof. Dr. Matthew Mestrovic, Ivan Mestrovic's heir who lives in Zagreb ( besides residing in New York )  and who was in Zagreb during the visit of  MCC delegation? Isn't it absurd if MCC really  wanted something to be achieved ? At this point  the Romanian MCC had the official information  who are the four Mestrovic heirs, that  jointly hold the copyright . The Mestrovic heirs heard about this visit much later from an unofficial source . Why are the Romanian officials excusing themselves  with some alleged negotiations with the Croatian Ministry of Culture since the statues in question are not state property nor does the copyright belong to the Croatian state?

-20 July 2006,a letter to Matthew  Mestrovic  (also perhaps identical letters to the other three heirs) from Andrew Popper, Master of HM King Michael’s Household, Elisabeth Palace , expressing the intention to re-erect the two statues- of HM Carol I and HM Ferdinand  .

-11 August 2006 , letter to Matthew  Mestrovic  (identical letters were sent to the other three heirs)   from Secretary of State Virgil Stefan Nitulescu(MCC), expressing the intention to re-erect the two statues- of HM Carol I and HM Ferdinand  .

-21 August 2006* , answer to Andrew Popper by Matthew Mestrovic approving and strongly supporting  the project and asking for the specific conditions, arrangements , technicalities etc. Some further contacts till Oct.2006 without specific success or final conclusion .

* forwarded to the Romanian embassy in Zagreb

-21 August 2006*, answer to Secretary of State Virgil Stefan Nitulescu , MCC, by Matthew Mestrovic greatly approving , strongly supporting  the project and asking for the specific conditions, arrangements , technicalities etc. We never got any response to this letter.

* forwarded to the Romanian embassy in Zagreb

-11 Oct. 2006 , by e- mail  first and only contact coming from H.E. Oana Popa (Ambassador,  Romanian Embassy in Zagreb) .

-nothing...so we  concluded that MCC gave up the project and decided that a Romanian sculptor would make  modern statues of HM Carol I and HM Ferdinand...until 03 May 2008 when we were informed, again unofficially by some Romanian friends,  about  Codre's plagiarism - the statue of HM Carol after/inspired by Mestrovic (unveiled in Bucharest) .We still don't know what will happen to the monument of HM Ferdinand. Perhaps  F.  Codre will make another plagiarism after/inspired by Mestrovic?

- It is not true what ministrul Culturii, Adrian Iorgulescu said "that the Romanian state did everything to purchase the copyright" etc*.

The Romanian state never offered us (nor did  we ever ask) the alleged 4 million EURO or any other amount of money for the copyright, just for the model of  the statue of HM  Carol I from the Croatian Ministry of Culture or by the Romanian MCC  .

*www.cotidianul.ro/carol_i_acuzat_de_plagiat-45386.html )

This way the Romanian officials are accusing the Croatian government of playing unfairly or of a double game. The Croatian Ministry of Culture actually is accused for giving wrong information to the Romanian side or hiding from the heirs the negotiations that have been held  behind the back of Mestrovic's heirs .  Where  are the proofs ? Let  Mr. Oroveanu , Mr. Virgil Stefan Nitulescu  or any Romanian official show to us or to you the documents on which are based all these invented  claims. It is an attempt to manipulate  Romanian society by the allegation that we , the heirs or one of us, caused  the collapse of the project !

It is not true that by decision of the Tribunal in  the Hague Ivan Mestrovic was paid by the Romanian state damages for his  statues  of HM Carol I and HM Ferdinand , that were destroyed in 1948 by the Communists ( we read  this false claim in numerous Romanian sources ) .

Let MCC or any Romanian officials prove this false claim with some documents or at least let them say when such a monetary compensation was executed. It is only true that by  law such damages had  to be covered , but who can imagine that during the Communist Regime such a measure could have been undertaken, while Ivan Mestrovic was still alive ( he died in 1962). Since the democratic changes occurred  in Romania nobody of the four Mestrovici heirs sought such a compensation in any court of law , even though it was a legal right .

I am the daughter-in-law of Ivan Mestrovic . I am of a Bulgarian-German descent , professor of Classical languages, specialized in Roman Law and World Heritage. My husband is Prof. Dr. Matthew Mestrovic , the son of Ivan Mestrovic. Matthew  spent most of  his life in the U.S. since his father left Yugoslavia because of the Communist regime. He holds a Ph.D. from Columbia University in Modern European History . He was a Contributing Editor of ”TIME” magazine and for decades university professor of Modern European history in the US. He was the president of the Croatian National Congress,  a deputy in the Croatian Parliament , member of Croatia’s delegation to the Council of Europe and the Interparliamentary Union and Croatian ambassador in Bulgaria . So he doesn't lack the level for proper communication or negotiations with the Romanian state . But ...

There is an awful lot of confusion based on false statements . It's a shame and someone is just washing his hands...

Our point is that we do not insist on restoring  the destroyed Mestrovic statues, but it is unacceptable that his  art  be plagiarized, deformed or abused . Let the abstractionist  Mr. Codre make a dozen   Carol I statues, if he wants and if the Romanian officials are eager to pay him from the taxpayer pockets , but let it be clear that his creations have nothing  to do with the figurative sculptor Ivan Mestrovic.  It is ridiculous that Mr. Florin defends himself from the accusations of plagiarism by stating  that  all the equestrian statues in the world look similar  and that consequently they can all be proclaimed  plagiarisms *...Sapienti sat ! Let him consult any lawyer specialized in copyright .

*www.cotidianul.ro/carol_i_acuzat_de_plagiat-45386.html ...

We hope that the most important is that the truth  come out and that the democratic Romanian state   give back to your people  the real values and perspectives, lost under Communism. The history and the culture of a nation,  of a state,  define their future and prosperity. We are deeply convinced that the Romanian people will succeed in this.


Prof. Rumiana Mestrovic

Please find below some photos of other works by the sculptor, Ivan Mestrovic, received this evening:



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13 mai 2008

Monday Evening

P5120004Dear All,

Brigitte and I arrived at the 21 Dec Association, 24a Str. Batistei (pic left), slap bang opposite the old Securitate building, to discover that everyone had left. But never mind! Carmen Dorotheea (pic right with Brigitte) was there manning the office and declaring war on paperwork. What a marvellous, elegant and cultured P5120009lady she is. She insisted we go back to her's (who are we to argue?!) instead - and there unfolded a really spectacular evening of music, history, photos, good wine in the two-roomed apartment she shares with her husband Lucian, at the back of a lovely house. They could have left, but it's such a beautiful old villa. Their bedroom window sides onto a wondrous garden full of pusscats fed night and morning by Carmen. In a room furnished floor to ceiling with books, Carmen and I lost ourselves in conversation whilst Brigitte went over old memories with Lucian, stoked by black and white pix of 1989, Piata Universitatii.

P5120015Both of them stalwart revolutionaries, they still have hope for the future of this most charismatic and paradoxal country, though are sickened by the idiots that run it, the state of education, the lack of interest for history, the new generation. Carmen, a physicist and engineer by profession and a mathematician by passion is fascinated by everything: astrology, ethymology, sociology, philosophy, poetry and literature...there seems no end to her interests. Her computer is hot from research and I think she could well enter into competition with Nicole for dates, placesP5120012 and people of history. Those two would just hit it off at once. Carmen, the most revolutionary I believe of the couple, looks far more like an elegant countess or duchess than an ex-enemy of the people. Her husband, Lucian, however, looks like your typical rebel and revolutionary. A kind of adorable Captain Pugwash with his t'shirt reading 'Mai Bine Mort Decât Comunist' (Better Dead Than P5120016Communist) and beard. As cultured and fascinating to hear as his wife, the eveningP5120013 went by so fast that I couldn't believe it was 1h when I fished out my phone to check for messages.

What a fabulous couple. Courageous, strong, full of anecdotes and a love of life despite everything. I will definitely see them again with great pleasure. I loved Carmen at once and it was as if I'd known her for ages. Language wasn't a barrier, as she spoke elegant Roumanian, clearly and eloquently. I really think she always speaks P5120017like that and it wasn't just for my benefit. My God, there's so much to learn. Will it never end? The stories that still make me want to cry, that make my hair stand on end and give me goose pimples? I hope the tales of sufferance and human sacrifice never cease to make me feel that way. If ever the day comes when I become immune, cart me off to the vet, my friends...

Love, Sarah xox

Posté par Sarah in Romania à 02:25 - Commentaires [2] - Permalien [#]

11 mai 2008

For Rumiana Mestrovic

Dear Prof. Mestrovic,

Thank you so much for posting your comment on my blog re: the new statue of Carol I at Pta Revolutiei. I'm very flattered that you took the time to do so and would like to know if you would mind my putting it where my readers can also profit. (Dear all: you can click on the second entry of 'derniers commentaires' on the right to see what this is all about)

I realised of course, that it had caused a scandal, but not for the reasons you so clearly outlined in your mail. Of course, looking at the two statues - that sculpted by your father-in-law and that of Codre - the likeness is striking. With, as you say, a certain weirdness.

Wikipedia said the following: 'Prior to 1948, an equestrian statue of Carol I of Romania stood there. Created in 1930 by the Croatian sculptor Ivan Meštrović, the statue was destroyed in 1948 by the Communists, who later had to pay damages to the sculptor. In 2005, the Romanian Minister of Culture decided to recreate the destroyed statue from a model that was kept by Meštrović's family. In 2007, the Bucharest City Hall assigned the project to the sculptor Florin Codre, who is going to design an original statue of Carol inspired by Meštrović's model.'

Hence, I was of the impression that Codre had been commissioned to create the statue based on the original and therefore that similarity would have been quite normal. But 'original' means 'different'. Not copied. I stand corrected. It certainly isn't 'inspired'.


Roumania is a democratic country, full of (on the whole) intelligent and law abiding citizens, though I can't speak for the people at the top who run the show. In them I have little confidence and I'm not the least bit surprised that the Mayor didn't have the decency to contact you. Democracy takes time. First it must be understood and then it must be applied. Starting at the top of the pile, not from the bottom.

I apologise for replying to you via the blog, but there was no address left for contacting you.

Thank you once again for taking the time to read my blog and then to write to me. I would be very grateful if you could keep me up to date with the proceedings. I'm very interested to know what happens next. The people of Roumania have been squashed and flattened far too often and for far too long by those 'up there' and I'd be delighted to see someone say 'no!' for once. Laws are laws and must be adhered to if Roumania is ever going to be truely European, earning the respect that its people so richly deserve. I couldn't agree with you more.

I wish you every success in your battle and eventual peace of mind.

Very best wishes, Sarah

For other articles on afore-mentioned statue (in Roumanian), see: http://www.evz.ro/articole/detalii-articol/801483/Statuia-lui-Carol-I-din-Piata-Revolutiei-umbreste-Teapa-lui-Ghildus/


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P5100002Dear All,

Just a brief update of today to save time tomorrow. Private classes this morning and then met Brigitte at Icoanei Park. We found Romulus Cristea already waiting  (see http://ro.wikipedia.org/wiki/Romulus_Cristea) at Cafepedia, a very nice, rather luxurious café on the corner of bd. Elisabeta and str. Academiei, which specialises in.....Chocolate! Rararara! I am very grateful to Brigitte for introducing me to Romulus, a journalist for Romania Libera, who has 5 books to his name on the Revolution (personal accounts, témoignages, info and details) that Brigitte intends to have translated and published in French by Acte Sud. I certainly hope Romulus1she succeeds, as such literature should be read all over the world if Roumania and its people are ever going to be accepted internationally, let alone understood and accepted for who they are. If the dreadful ignorance across the globe which instigates the racist attitude that Roumania has only two features - Dracula and Gypsies - is ever going to change, these kind of books need to make an impact.

He's a very interesting and engaging chap, is Romulus. You can go and see his blog (in Roumanian) to find out more - there are 60 other blogs of his all linked to the main one, where you can discover such fascinations as the tunnels that run under Bucharest, the interior of Becali's kitsch palace (also sent to me by Nicole), see pix of the revolution, his interviews and a mass of other serendipidy: http://romuluscristea.wordpress.com. Do check it out.

I had a pen and paper to write down all the stories they both told me about the Revolution (both there), but somewhere between cocktails, tapas and vodka, I lost my pen and forgot to write anything anyway. Next time... suffice to say the tales were both amusing and sad, both thought-provoking and tragic (from queueing for toilet rolls to being battered black and blue by the miners who'd Romulus3been fired up and manipulated by Iliescu). I was agog. All ears. I'll have more of the same on Monday evening as I've been invited to the 21st DecemberDec_Club Club of which Brigitte and Romulus are both members. I can't tell you much about it for the moment, but will report back Monday night. All I know for now is that all members were present on Piatas Revolutiei and Universitatii when the Revolution exploded in 1989. I'll talk to very interesting people, hear more stories and experiences and meet a certain George Enescu 2nd - news on that too, when mission accomplished!

We moved on from Chocolate Haven to Festival 39 to drink some very delicious cocktails and talk some more. In my case, absorb. To have lived through something like that is unimaginable. Even less imaginable is the terrible sufferance that preceded for so many Romulus4years. We can empathise and be compassionate all we like, but we 'from the west' can never understand such terror, hunger, humiliation and hardships unless we've lived through them. It hurts me to say that, for this is so part of me, this country of my heart, that I feel almost guilty for not having suffered all that, too. I wish I could take its past pain and assuage it, make it better somehow...all we can do now is teach, educate and stop the stupid notions and preconceptions of Roumania outside the country, help restore its reputation, making the potentially successful and promising future more attainable, easier to see, feel, believe in. Teach its music, literature, poetry, history...if you knew it, you couldn't help but love it. Believe me.

Festival 39 has a nice terrace where we went and sat until it became tooP5100005 chilly. Birdsong and sunlight. Hanul Lui Manuc is being done up and looks nothing less than a building site. A street puppy came up the steps to beg cuddles and wasn't disappointed, little darling.

P5100007Back at the cave now with a lot to think about (and a bit of a headache), I wait with impatience for Monday evening. The meeting is held in str. Batistei bang across the road from what used to be the Securitate building. I'll be too late for the actual meeting (it's very serious apparently), but will arrive just in time for palinka and social free for all. Far more up my street. It'll be nice meet to Romulus again and see Brigitte.

BregovicOther news: A very successful and popular Goran Bregovic gave a free concert in Iasibregovic2 today with songs from his album 'Tales & Songs For Weddings & Funerals'. Zucchero is in Cluj. Nana Mouskouri has donated a load of money to a maternity hospital here in Bucharest. The EuropaFest Festival has begun. A new hospital,The Third Millenium, has opened. Nice news for once.

EuropafestPhone call this morning from Dan, a friend of Nicole and Serge, who is completely dedicated to saving the beautiful architecture of Bucharest. He spends a huge amount of time and energy doing conservation work for the city. A fountain of knowledge and information, I'm told, and I'll meet him week after next. I'm looking forward to that. Nicole has also put me in touch with another friend of her's, Gabriela, back here after years living away in the States. It's so lovely to have new people to meet, make new connections, hear more stories and experiences. I regret not having a dictaphone, really. By the time I get to the blog of an evenig, I've forgotten so much. That's what comes of having a brain like a lump of Gouda.

Tomorrow: packing, packing and more packing. Lucia, George and Mircea in the evening.

More when back.

Love Sarah xox

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