A nice feeling when you get home. Much of this year I lived far from my home, my city. Now, along with Easter holidays, I made a trip to my town. A beautiful Sunday in Bucharest, Romania.
A beautiful Sunday started very early, even at midnight. Orthodox tradition requires attendance at the church service. We crossed the city by night. A short walk in the night, in the center of Bucharest. I like when the old and the new are near. The headquarters of a bank, a building over one hundred years old and behind, the modern building of another bank.
Old
New
The church, in fact a small monastery in the middle of the city, is called Stavropoleus. Three hundred years old. It's my wife's favorite church. It's very small and that's why most people cannot get inside. It was our case that night.
That's how it started this Sunday, always beautiful. In the afternoon I waited for part of the family. We meet every year, it's a tradition we respect.
Always, the youngest of the family is looking for Easter gifts. It is his pleasure and joy to find and our pleasure to hide.
It was a wonderful Sunday and I will tell you how I spent it because of @ace108 and @c0ff33a. They think it's a good idea. Me too. Thanks for their idea.
