Bușteni, a place i will always remember. Back in 2018, i broke my ankle on the top of the mountain. Its the day and its the place i understood something. I am a mortal man. The idea of mortality, the thought that my life could end at any moment made me free to enjoy things. After this incident, I came back there 3 years later, and enjoy the beauty of misty mountains. The smell of fresh grilled Mititei and hot Kurtos Kalacs... Toast to that great town with a glass of Țuică