The Voyage - Days 7 and 8

Day seven. Budapest to Arad, Romania.
Bath houses are everywhere in Budapest and we went to one! Bathing suits are required these days. The pools were nice, but gave me a slight headache from their sulfur content. Some of the pools were inside old cool buildings, some were new construction and outside in the courtyard. The coolest thing about the bath house, in my book, were the wristbands they gave us to use. The wristbands were proof of payment, security pass, and the keys to the lockers. The locker door shut and locked with a little pressure from the wristbands and unlocked by the same movement. Super easy and better than a lock that someone might have the same key for. After the bathes, we took the old Soviet boxcar subway back to our sweet sweet Tilly and jumped back on the road to Arad, Romania!
The drive was completely uneventful until we tried crossing the Romainian boarder. We were stopped for our suspicious luggage. The process wasn't long and we got our second passport stamps of the trip! Darn you open European Union boarders, they could at least offer a memoir passport stamp even if they don't have to search the car, sheesh.
Once we arrived in Arad we took a trip to the local grocery store for some potluck style quick dinner. Brian and I looked up the Romanian word for 'thank you' and while at the store I said 'moolt-zoo-mesk', phonetically spelt, to everyone and in turn got surprised giggles. It was fun, for the rest of our time in Romania I said thank you in Romanian as much as possible. Grocery store potluck dinner was okay, there are picture of it floating around somewhere.
Lesson of the day:
1. Romania has really cheap everything. Cheap monetary wise, not quality wise

Day eight. Arad, Romania.
We headed to a cemetery a short drive away from Arad in the tiny town of Pancota, Romania. This was Sarah's part of the trip and the destination that sparked the whole adventure. I had the pleasure of feeding a stray dog my granola bar while walking through the town looking for the cemetery. We ended up asking a local how to get to the cemetery because we couldn't find it in their teeny tiny town.
Once there we searched around for the greater part of the day for past family members' grave markers, I'm pretty sure we founds some too. Along with graves we saw a strange type of deer, which we all took tons of pictures of.
After we left Pancota we went back to a pretty snazzy place in Arad for dinner with great food, beer and deserts. One last night in Arad.
Lesson of the day:
1. My family is obsessed with storks and they are every where in Romania