It's been 5 months since I moved to Romania, time for me to reflect on it all before hoping on a plane to visit home. One of the first things I learned when I got to Bucharest was how to use a match to light a gas stovetop. Cata was bowling over laughing as I squealed and jerked my hand away before the flame even caught. One of the most frustrating lessons I had was the loss (at least temporarily) of my full independence. Constantly needing someone else to do or say things for me because (damn!) I don't speak Romanian tested my patience a lot. Sitting at a table where Romanian was being spoken sometimes felt like watching a foreign film without subtitles. But exposure works its magic; slowly my vocabulary grows and my understanding improves. Life has been full of "new", some of it stressful but most of it wonderful.
Today's new thing was something pretty old-- pizza...
homemade pizza. I was in charge of the pizza sauce while Cata man-handled the dough. He happened to be wearing his Shakespeare's Pizza t-shirt, perfect!
p.s. Yes that is a wine bottle being used as a rolling pin. Didn't know that was possible did you?! Got that tip from Real Simple magazine (love that thing and kind of miss it).
