A surprising lack of sun

Good morning.  This is the first day since I arrived in Bucharest that it's not sunny.  It feels shocking in a strange way.  Saturday was not a very eventful day.  In the afternoon, we visited a Romanian Village museum that had many artifacts from the peasant way of life.  A whole section of the museum was dedicated to crosses and a whole room of icons in the Romanian Orthodox style.  They even had a very old wooden iconostasis (the wall of icons that separates the altar from the rest of the sanctuary).  I've always had a deep devotion to icons but in the context of the museum there was no feeling of "holiness" at all.  It was a secular space with a secular feeling in spite of the beauty of the religious art.

We then walked further downtown and met a visiting Vietnamese man and his Romanian partner for coffee.  Florin got a thirst for a local favorite, a kind of unfermented grape juice called "Must" (pronounced 'moost'), very sweet and tasty.  It has the faint taste of skin and seed in it.  We drank it in a restaurant owned by a fascinating woman who had cooked for the British Embassy for many years.  The menu is wondefully eclectic containing classic Romanian food as well as items to meet any palate - including chili con carne!