Good morning Sinaia

We wake up to our first morning in the mountains and I suffered all night with the heat. We couldn't leave any windows open because otherwise we'd be ravaged by mosquitoes. We've survived largely unbitten throughout the holiday, but this is Transylvania territory. Who knows what will bite us here at night. Technically it's not the historical Transylvania, that's just a stone's throw to the north, but we're in the same terrain. We can see the mist clinging to the mountains around and the neighbouring hotel below, which I'd almost booked until I saw this tower.