I’m going to have to break this post into several smaller posts because we were able to do so much in just two days. I had wanted to go to Maramures for a few months, and when Claudiu suggested that we could do it (and that we should do it), I was incredibly excited.

It was everything I thought it was going to be: bucolic, serene landscapes filled with rural villages, monasteries built seamlessly into placid landscapes, a colorful necropolis teeming with mirth, an homage to the souls lost to the Holocaust, and a train that will take you through the countryside to see it all.