Pam and George

After lunch today, Pam and I set out to find George Enescu's house.
We weren't sure what to take so we stopped by the Translyvanian Bank to get a few Reis for the hike. I love the big old Pepsi neon sign at the entrance to the main park in town. We quickly were off the beaten track and walked past some great architecture. The houses here are stunning. The tin and copper roofs always amaze me.
After a few missteps, we finally arrived at the home of Enescu. He was a famous violinist who was a prominent composer, player and teacher until his death in 1955. I have to confess that I had not heard of him but Pam was well read on him and I entered the grounds feeling up for anything.
A gentleman escorted us in where a slightly flustered woman joined us. Vistors seem few here and I had the feeling we interrupted her lunch or some other chore.
We were handed a taped tour in english and made our way up the stairs into the dining, sitting, playing rooms. Small but elegantly appointed. I managed got off a few snaps before our guide rejoined us.
The entire tour took half and hour and as we left, we noticed the dogs of the compound were as laissez faire as the Castle's canines. And only could be bothered with if the promise of a good petting was offered.