This journey, though not the longest, was filled with simple pleasures. The vibrant sunflower fields that line the roads, the sweet scent of summer in the air, and the gentle rustle of the wind through the wheat fields… it felt like I was walking through a painting. Now, let me tell you about a fascinating sight I encountered.

Halfway through my journey, I came upon an elderly woman, hunched over a loom, weaving intricate patterns with her deft fingers. The threads danced beneath her touch, forming a tapestry of stories. It reminded me of an old Romanian proverb: “Fiecare are felul lui de a țese.” (Everyone has their way of weaving). Just like this woman, each one of us is weaving our own story, adding to the grand tapestry of life.

So here I am, in Matca, adding another stitch to my tale. From Șuțești to Ciorăști, then to Suraia and now Matca, it’s been a whirlwind of experiences. I’ve traveled a staggering 6346.8 kilometers in 214 days. The memories made, the cultures explored… it’s been nothing short of an adventure.

With each step, I cross not only borders but also language barriers. From the poetic Romanian phrases to the heartfelt local songs, each word adds to my understanding of these cultures. As they say in Romania, “Cine călătorește mult, învață mult.” (He who travels much, learns much).

So, as I sign off for today, remember to weave your story, one thread at a time. Until next time, la revedere! (Goodbye!)

Secondly, the city boasts a rich history dating back to the Dacians. The grandeur of the past is evident in the architecture, particularly the Church of St. Nicholas, with its stunning frescoes. “Este o operă de artă în sine“, it’s a work of art in itself!

To sum it up in local parlance, Matca este “un loc de suflet și oaza de cultură” – a place of soul and an oasis of culture.