The sea is and has been my great passion, the most awaited holidays were those by the sea. Fortunately, I was lucky enough to find the most unusual place on the Black Sea in Romania.
In the only place in Romania where I was close to the Black Sea, many times in many years. This place, located in the southernmost part of the country, just 2 km from the border with Bulgaria, was the most cosmopolitan vacation spot for young nonconformists and artists (young and old). It is practically a fishing village with a small bay and a beach. Tourists lived in the village, in fishermen's houses or on the beach, in tents. No comfort conditions but a lot of freedom.
Vama Veche
You see that little road at the edge of the cliff, a path. I walked on it hundreds of times, on one side the Black Sea and on the other the plains. In the middle, my son Alexander. He was then 10 years old and was called Bones, because he was very thin and tall.
These are images taken from old photos, from thirty years ago, when obviously I was even thirty years younger. I have a nostalgia for those years and I am now trying to make a virtual trip, to remember the beautiful days spent in the bay of Vama Veche, with family and friends.
The first stop should be at Vama Veche. It's just that Vama Veche is no longer that idyllic place I knew in my youth. It turned into an expensive resort full of kitsch. I think I will save a lot and make a virtual journey into the past and memory (plus some old photos).
That was the place of a decade of vacation. Until it broke down and then I started going to Bulgaria.
I loved this place because it was wild, devoid of hotels, restaurants and bars, amusement parks. We have always lived in a small house, where we were warmly welcomed every year. This was our hotel and the restaurant was the table in front where we ate something on the run ...
... because we can't wait to go to the beach. All day on the beach and in the water. The annual cure that wiped the city out of our heads.
Freedom from non-conformism. The swimsuit was not mandatory, whoever wanted to wear it was okay ... whoever wasn't, was okay. In the picture was a young and promising Romanian actress, a very beautiful woman.
It was the perfect place to come with family, children and pets, with friends. It was the place where I planted the love of the sea in my boy's soul. If I look more closely at the photo I realize that Alexander could be called not only "Bones" but even "Ears"!
The friendships of that time have remained forever.
The end of a stage. The end of the dream. The end of the imaginary journey. The end of a face.
The end of youth!
Bucharest - Vama Veche 260 km
Beautiful post thanks for sharing
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Amazing post! I love the old pictures and the story you told of those times was incredible. I felt like I was there. Thank you for sharing! :)
Thank you! I'm very glad you read and enjoyed it. I was just thinking that people don't really read the posts. You denied that and thank you!