After lunch we went to Old Bucharest to visit a church that was built in 1724. As you can see they are doing some work on the street in front of the church. Romania must not have an OSHA. We have yet to see a hardhat or any steel toed boots.
Then it was back to our air conditioned apartment to cool off and relax. For me that means quilting.
Later we took a bus, then the metro, followed by a tram ride to an "authentic" Mexican restaurant for dinner. We didn't know what to expect but we were very pleased. The guacamole was delicious and the enchiladas were very good. It was so spicy our lips were burning and Elder Wahlquist had sweat on his brow. When the waiter saw that we couldn't finish our meal, he wanted to fix us another plate that wasn't so spicy. Now that we know we can ask for "mild," we will take the other senior couples in Buc back for an evening of good Mexican food. The Romanians have embraced McDonalds, Pizza Hut and KFC but we haven't found any Taco Bells.
The day ended with the Zone Leaders calling and singing "La Mult Ani." Literally translated that means "to many years."
I think 66 is going to be great and nifty!