Walking the World: Bucharest
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> and a poorer southern half, so I focused on the south, because wealthy neighborhoods, no matter the country, are pretty much the same.
pretty early on, it took me a few years of living here to actually notice that difference, I used to be blind to it for one reason or another.
Also, for the people that really digged the photos with the apartment blocks I shamelessly leave a link with my IG profile [1], I use to post such photos in there from time to time (plus some other, mostly architectural stuff).
There's also a book written especially on the Southern districts of Bucharest (mostly Berceni), called "The Other City. Places and Stories from Bucharest-South" [2]. It's in both Romanian and English, I haven't personally read it even though it's somewhere on my book-shelves but it's written by people that deeply care about this city so I can vouch for it.
[1] https://www.instagram.com/mihaitc/
[2] https://carturesti.ro/carte/celalalt-oras-locuri-si-povesti-...
Here here! I was really pleasantly surprised to see Pardon cafe mentioned, it's one of my favourite places.
> I always find it funny when people go to a place like Romania and then go out of their way to eat what is labeled as traditional Romanian food. So they go to some fancy place in the tourist district that serves expensive dishes nobody eats anymore.
I find it funny when peple go to a foreign country and avoid the traditional food. It is one of the big mistakes. Yes, the locals will often - especially in Romania - point you to a pseudo Italian restaurant when you ask them for a recommendation. In the likely case that you like Italian food, do not go there.
My first visit to a Romanian restaurant was a cheap place at the northern trainstation in Bucharest on my way to Transylvania. The other guests were working class people, half of them missing teeth. The toilet was a hole in the ground. The place served Romanian food only. It was the day when my love story with ciorba de burtă started. This love story is not entirely mutual because my attempts to create something that tastes like the Romanian original are not satisfactory.
I have travelled all over Romania in the following years. Restaurants in the center of known tourist locations are to be avoided. The rest is excellent.
One of the secrets of Romanian food in the countryside is that there are still semi-nomadic shepherds taking care of herds of cows and sheep. Meat of similar quality is hard to find in Western Europe. These herds travel through regions where there are still bears and wolf packs, by the way. As for vegetables, the people in the countryside have not yet understood what glory Monsanto holds for them. This will change, I am afraid.
I am taking my supplies from such a shepherd from the Jina village. The cheese and smoked meats are truly amazing.
The author describes the feeling of unity amidst unfortunate circumstances as bringing the Romanian people together and giving them “a sense of place, meaning, and pride”. I've never thought of this way, and I'm not sure just how true it is, but I'd like to believe there's at least a bit of truth to it. When I lived in Romania, I can't say I got that impression most days, but I'd like to be wrong.
The knowledge that these problems are not as painful in more modern nations such as the US or Switzerland contributes to a feeling of "being left out". Not that the problems don't exist there, but the less you have the more painful they are. For example, old people in Romania often live on a pension of almost literally nothing.
I don't want to paint too gloomy of a picture though. There are definitely worse things than walking around Bucharest's old town with friends and a shaorma. :)
It is frustrating because the country has enormous potential but unlike say Poland or Czechia it hasn't managed to really capitalize on that potential. Still, it is doing substantially better than its Southern neighbor.
"Meanwhile, a few yards away, a mother, dressed in leather pants, knee-high boots, and with bleach blond hair, oblivious to it all, supervises her kids, dressed in knock-off Disney snow outfits despite there being no snow, playing on an immaculately clean and neon bright playground set, while texting on a gigantic phone. All punctuated by the constant sound of the kids tossing fireworks into the cement blocks."
Every time I visit Bucharest it fills me with such memories.
If you want to immerse yourself into Romanian realism please enjoy: https://www.youtube.com/c/THECINEPUB_filme_romanesti_online
Chris Arnade (the author of this piece and a guy who likes to walk a lot)
Dignity was a lovely book and a really nice counter-narrative to the Trump vs Dems story that was (is?) dominating the news.
And this will sound a little weird, but these type of forums (like reddit, with nested comments and listing of stories) I have a hard time reading. There is something about the layout that scrambles my brain & overwhelms me.
I want to like them, it is just hard for me to follow.
I’ve been almost daily through these areas for years; used to actually live on str Anghel Nutu; finding this on HN on christmas day is a bit surreal. I come here for tech articles mainly
Last time I visited my parent's commie-block, it even looked lovely (during summer) with all the trees outside. It's insides of those housing projects, that are soul-crashing really.
There's plenty of shit (literally and figuratively) everywhere I've been but I haven't seen northern Europe and Switzerland.
Indeed, if you're wealthy, you're gonna be living great anywhere.
But look at the poorest people, are they homeless? Do they struggle to afford food and electricity? Do they have the means to get to work and back? Health care? That's the true measure of a society imo.
I'll also add that in this case the buildings may be old and look straight out of a post apocalyptic movie, but they can be quite liveable inside.
And there's more space and green stuff around, compared to the newer (car centric I'd say) blocks.
However my local colleagues always cautioned me against going to places like Ferentari. I'm surprised the author felt safe there. From what they made it sound like I couldn't set foot there without getting stabbed :) I have to say I was also intrigued. But as a Western European I'm not sure if I would be able to accurately identify risks in a really bad area so I didn't go.
But perhaps even locals don't visit these areas much so they might not know what they're really like? It does certainly look like a place that would make most people turn around.
But I agree. The rich places always look the same. I don't want to see another mall or McDonald's :)
I've lived there for two years total, still have fond memories of all the parks and the beauty behind the grime.
I think that's mostly the case. Ferentari is not really dangerous, just depressing and maybe dangerous-looking. I've felt significantly more unsafe in the banlieues of Paris.
There are some places which are definitely unsafe as a tourist. In particular, post-colonial countries where your appearance might connect you to a long-held grudge, or places where the prevalent politics are threatening to people of your nationality, or active warzones where you might get caught in the crossfire. And admittedly, I experienced this as a male, and might feel completely differently as a female. But for the vast majority of places with violent reputations among the locals, you can visit for short periods of time without incident.
Check out his book, Dignity. Super good. He does this in the US, hanging in the “worst” neighborhoods. So he has lots of practice.
But I don't scare so easily and I think I have a decent 'radar' for situations that are really not OK, from working in bars for a long time. Of course the first time I'll be proven wrong about this I'll regret this. But anyway. I need this to make me feel free on a business trip, when so much of my schedule is already set in stone.
Having said that I have seen some heartbreaking stuff in Romania. I saw a woman with a baby sleeping on the street (thankfully in summer). Another time one woman approached me offering sex just so she could stay in my warm hotel room (it was -15C at the time). I felt so bad she had so little she was willing to go that far (she was clearly not a professional, those tend to dress differently). Of course I didn't take her up on it but I gave her some money though I didn't have a lot on me. It really made me sad to see this.
And another time there was an old lady in the subway begging for money, with the usual accoutrements like a shopping bag with blankets etc. I gave her some money and spoke to her for a while and to my surprise she had excellent English. Turned out she wasn't homeless at all but she was a school teacher who was cheated out of most of her state pension by some privatisation scheme imposed just before she retired, and really needed money for her husband's medical treatments.
Sure she could have been scamming me but she was razor sharp and she could tell me exactly what was going on in the world. Not a typical homeless person on the booze. She told me a lot about how old people are getting the short end of the stick right now in Romania and young people get all the opportunities. She also didn't try to ask for more money at any point (though I did give her more after we'd been speaking so long as I felt really bad for "blocking" her chance of collecting more).
What shocked me a lot is that the benefits of joining the EU seem to be exclusively falling to young people and the old are completely left out. Right beside our fancy office tower there was a block where some people had plastic bags for windows. I would stand there at the coffee dock trying to look away. So sad. I think when they joined the EU we should have made more point of the benefits being spread fairly.
You can see the same on the streets. Brand new $100.000 Mercedeses and Audis among Dacias that have clearly been built during communist rule. There seems to be almost no middle class, with the exception of the upcoming young generation.
I remember well the Bucharest when all these ugly blocks of flats were almost new, clean and less ugly; it is not nostalgia, but in most places Bucharest was looking a lot better 30-40 years ago than it does today: the wealthy places are rare and very not original, the average new housing areas are beyond chaotic and the lower end places are actually new, they practically did not exist at that time (not in the current form or shape).
It's even more stark inside the building. I remember doing a tour of it a few years back and the tour guide did his best to not mention Ceausescu or say anything not neutral. In his defense he looked about 22 and surely had a script. But it was very surreal.
https://www.nytimes.com/2020/04/09/world/asia/kabul-afghanis...
https://www.google.com/search?q=kabul+macroyan&client=firefo...
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Urban_planning_in_communist_co...
Of course it is only painting over the problems, but it could give people energy to care about the surroundings, encourage change. Perhaps there are more effective city planning initiatives, but paint is relatively cheap.
Not related to Bucharest, I heard a story where during WWII liberation, an officer has packed lipsticks as an aid for concentration camp survivors. Restoring human dignity seem to have had a greater effect, than just to receive the necessities (food and clothes).
I see in Africa and India people are throwing garbage onto streets, they do not care about immediate surroundings. How helpful it would be generally for the health of a nation, if people would clean up just a little bit around themselves?
How difficult is it in fact to implement the "No Broken Windows" policy?
Ah, you mean this? Similar renovations have been applied to most apartment blocks.
https://www.nwradu.ro/wp-content/uploads/2014/10/bloc_nou_ve...
Such a missed opportunity.
I don't understand the conscious need to present your own at its possible best at any opportunity. It's good that seeing the ugly make you feel uneasy. Ignoring it serves no good purpose
This strikes me as a limited way to perceive things. History is complex, and the conditions leading up to the construction of such buildings deserve a bit more consideration than "yup that communism sure was bad" by an American tourist.
Wonderful article