The Black Sea

We have now seen the last thing on our Romanian "bucket list."  I don't know what I expected but because the beach is my happy place and everyone here loves to go to the Black Sea, I assumed it would be glorious.  What do you think?

 

I don't know why it is called the "black" sea.  It's murky blue.

 

The  season was definitely over and there weren't many people on the beach.

 

Don't know what happens to this boat when the tide comes in.

 

Ouch, ouch, ouch!

 

The water wasn't too cold for sticking a toe in.

 

.....or both feet.

 

 Familia Wahlquist on the coast of the Black Sea.

And it is glorious in it's own way.

 

 

We saw a beautiful sunset on the bay behind our hotel.

 

 

We took the Constanta missionaries to lunch.

Sora Wahlquist with Sora Ewell and Sora Komar

 

Elder Biggs and Elder Laherty

 

Elder Wahlquist with Elder Simmons and Elder Knapp

 

 

On our way home to Arad we stopped in Pitesti and took those Elders to dinner.

Elder Martin, Elder Horgmo, Elder Jones and Elder Rosenvall

 

The missionaries in this mission are outstanding!