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17 May 2010 @ 06:04 pm
One night in Iasi....  
This is a story about a boy and a boy. For the purposes of anonymity we will call then bex and ant. These two boys met one day in a beautiful city called Iasi. Their plan, as it had been discussed, was to see a movie and get some good food before heading home for the night. What they didn't know then, was exactly how long a night they were in for.

It started out like any other night. A nice little terasa at 2 in the afternoon people watching, a leisurly stroll through the streets fresh with the smell of summer, and jaw dropping walk around a real mall. After a delicious Chinese food meal the two boys decided to catch a movie. A large barell of popcorn and a couple of beers later the movie ended and the two boys set back out into the city to find another terasa and wait for their train. Unfortunately, neither of these two boys wear a digital watch. Time slipped away from them and before long it was 10 minutes to 11 and they were running in order to grab their train.

They devised a plan that worked out perfectly. Bex ran to mcdonalds and got them a snack for the two hour train trip home, Ant went to the ticket office and bought the tickets, they were standing outside their train with 5 minutes to spare... or so they thought... Both so focused on the mcdonald's they hardly noticed that the train had no lights on and it was empty except for a cleaning crew. What happened next, changed the entire evening, as the two began to wonder about the dark nature of their train, They looked out the window and saw the train next to them pulling out of the station... without them. They were stuck in Iasi, with no way to get home until 5am the next morning.

There was some tricky negotiations, changing of train tickets, exchanging of train tickets. The boys thought they were on the way home, they'd found a bus leaving to bucuresti at 1:30. This was their ticket... this could get them home. ... they waited around the empty bus station, watching as a few people began to wander in and wait for the bus. When it arrived, they asked the driver if it was headed to their city... It was not... it was heading in a different direction. Now with no train tickets and still four hours to wait the boys were alone in the big city.

They walked dejectedly back toward the center of town, and luckily, found a place to sit and have a cup of coffee and try to stay awake. They watched all the late night club people walk in and out of the discoteca, the gypsy boys outside trying to earn money by doing push-ups and then huffing paint. Two cups of coffee later it was 3:45, and the boys needed to walk to stay awake. What they expected was for the streets to be empty. They were not. There were young people of all stripes walking around town, sitting on park benches and enjoying the cool 4am air. They bought tickets for a train to birlad a third time and finally made it onto the right train. At 5:15 they pulled out of the train station, by 7:45 they were back in the apartment, both sound asleep after a crazy adventure.