Day 24: Wed. Budapest Hungary to Timisoara Romania.

A big day of travel to country No 9. Arrived St hotel at 6:00. Long day.
Timisoara is a wonderful city known as "Little Vienna." It has charming distinct architectural buildings. Gabby told us horror stories of mass killings under Communist rule. Chilling.

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