Short Journey

on November 30th i took the bus to Roman. From there, I took another bus to Pascani.
It's a 394km journey.

Bucharest-Roman

6 people in the bus. Met older man who did not agree with the fact that Romanians should be like Europeans. Men should beat their kids and wives if they wish so. Those who desire different laws should go to other countries. Nothing more to say about that.
I went to the restroom when we stopped for a break. when I tried to wash my hands I could not understand how to use the tap water. Behind me, a tall chubby thriller-looking man pressed on a pedal underneath the sink. I felt really stupid. He smiled at me arrogantly. Outside there were many people. Most of which were Romanian Roma. The old man soon explained that they were heading for Greece or Italy. He then started talking to these 2 young kids. One of them was less than 4 and the girl was about 6. The girl look really intelligent despite the family she was part of. Her father was very severe with her mother, and also threatened to slap her if she didn't obey. They kept changing seats and kids during the journey. They were coming from a small town in Moldavia and seemed really scared in the bus. The man was mentioning how mean and sneaky people from Bucharest were. He had been working there for a long time, on small contracts probably. It is very humbling and sad to see people being scared in the big city.
The little girl was looking at me through the seats, very curious and with a sort of dignity. Each time I would look at her, she would look elsewhere. After a while, she'd look back. My beard looks quite strange, I immagine?

Roman Pascani
In the bus stop there were kids returning from school (about 17ish and younger), waiting for their rides. They were heading back to their villages. They were all dirty. They were wearing cheap clothes that looked cool. Smoking. Everybody was asking everybody else for cigarettes. Guys were only giving cigarettes to girls.
Girls looked strange. I wondered what made them look that way. I was looking for the beautiful girl and couldn't find her.
After waiting for an hour, a man told me that the bus I was looking for departs from a different station. I went looking for my ride, but he came running after me telling me that my bus had actually arrived, and that I was actually waiting in the right spot. It impressed me that he came to me. That he had not shouted. He had ran to me.
The bus ride was interesting. Two old men were talking about agriculture. One of them was talking most of the time and he seemed very bright. Despite the age, he did not seem to reject capitalism. He was criticizing certain aspects, but not referencing communism. He was proposing better ways, which actually made sense. He mentioned something that interested me: Even today, after 20 years, people have not yet received their soils back from the government. Most of the Romanian land is unused. I'd like to photograph landscape. a first?