Day 434 The Great Cover-up

We visited Arad today, the old county town where my grandparents and great-grandparents used to go to the market on horse carts. It was of course many-many decades ago. We took the train and giggled with excitement about being in Transylvania. I haven’t taken that journey for 30 years. I remember being 7 and going on my first trip abroad with the family to visit great-granny in Fogaras. That was during the communist times, when The Securitate, the Romanian secret police knew straight away that we arrived and they kept a sharp eye on us, in case we were spies. Last night we spent hours searching the web about the landmarks of Arad. The Fort looked really exciting on one of the websites with amazing history starting from the 12th century. After many kilometres of walking we found out that it is a military base and closed for visitors. The soldier on duty smiled very politely, I am sure we were not the first and the last tourists to walk all the way in the hope of seeing the medieval ruin. ‘Oh, it didn’t say on the web.’ We said. ‘It is a cover up.’ He said and we all laughed. Suddenly the light bulb went on, that is why we couldn’t find the opening hours 