Barfing in Brasov

Jan 10 2026

Barfing in Brasov

Category: romania,Transylvania Road Trip!,travel

This Brasov wrap-up is going to be a quick one since I spent a good bit of time crashed out in the room. :( Henry went out while I was sleeping and bought me a ring that I had been eyeing the day before. Can you believe it? He actually paid attention. I know, I’m just as stunned as you are.

Anyway, I woke up around 5 and was in no shape to go out but I am so stubborn and didn’t want to waste any more time in that room! Plus, my EVERY PEN I brought with me from home had run out of ink from all of my obsessive journaling, so I wanted to at least go out and buy a new pen.

And that’s pretty much all we did on our last evening in Brasov – walked around and shopped while I avoided making eye contact with all of the food we were passing along the way. :(

(According to my vacation journal, I only slept for 2 hours so I guess not too much of the day was wasted unless you count the zero time we spent in Viscri earlier that day, ugh.)

Hilariously, we went to so many souvenir shops in Brasov looking for pens (I’m picky), but Brasov ended up being the one place I didn’t buy a magnet. I still have no idea how I managed that! Wait a failure.

There were many times when I had to sit down on a bench while Henry went into shops on my behalf before I started feeling kind of….burpy. You know how what I mean.

In one of the souvenir shops, there were these wooden vampire things that looked JUST LIKE ROBERT SMITH, even Henry was like, “Why does that look like Robert?” so ofc I had to buy one. I even sent a picture to Chooch who is the #1 naysayer in my contacts, but he too agreed!

Apparently, there was some older broad that Henry kept running into when I was dead in the room, and then we kept seeing her when I was with him too – she was kind of Joan Rivers-y, and I made some comment about her after we ran into her for like the 8th time and it turned out I was fixated on someone entirely different because I didn’t see who Henry was originally pointing out and that’s very on brand for our “marriage.” Rarely on the same page, etc.

I just asked him what else he did while I was dying back in the room. Here is his recap:

“I walked around and got food.”

WOW, COOL.

He thinks he got a pretzel from somewhere. And he got “um, a hotdog?” that was like “inside some kind of pastry that wasn’t very good.”

Then he got something to drink and just walked.

Thrilling! Thanks for the filler, Henry.

He just said that there were two people who tried to get him to buy them food at both places?? He said they stood next to him until he got to the window and then they pounced.

I just asked if they were together and he said no – one was at one place, and one was at the other place. One was an older maybe unhoused man and the other was a kid.

Henry tells the worst stories. Do not ever try to interview him, he will fucking enrage you with his vagueness.

Another highlight for me was seeing this young woman singing and playing the violin – she reminded me so much of my old law firm friend Kaitlin and her songs made me tear up, they were so emotional. (I have some footage at the end of the video that will be at the bottom of this post!)

Also, buying this beautiful Romanian sweater from a boutique and praying that I didn’t puke in the fitting room. (I didn’t.)

Then, and this was so dumb, can you believe my stupid ass was like, “Let’s split an ice cream.” What the actual fuck, Erin. Granted, as I mentioned in an earlier Romanian post, when you get a “small,” it’s ACTUALLY small. Like, the tiniest little scoop because non-Americans don’t need to gorge themselves. So, I thought, OK we’ll get a small and I’ll just take a bite. Yo, I threw up as soon as we got back to the room, LOL.

I can’t even remember what flavor we got. I blacked it out of my mind.

We did do a fair bit of walking that night though because of course I pushed myself. You know I must have been sick though if I only took three pictures the whole time.