I can say that without a doubt, this trip I took in 1991 was the best trip I've ever taken in my life.
We arrived on Easter Sunday at this small village outside of Colosvar (sp?) (which I think is the Hungarian name for Cluj-Napoca, but I'll have to check my journals to be sure) at about six in the morning. The six of us had traveled all night from Budapest to get there in the morning, and we were freezing cold!!
The day was filled with such traditional activities as singing and dancing, and everywhere we went, people we showing us all the most beautiful things they had, like beautiful blankets, cloths, dresses, and more.
Here's my favorite photo from this trip...
Erin