You can’t argue that one of the Romanian stereotypes evolves around the communist regime. Ceausesu and Casa Poporului are one of the first things that pops in the mind of a foreign fellow when visiting our country. Not to mention the dozen of tourists flashing their cameras in Piata Constitutiei with no intention of catching a glimpse of our funny looking lad, Traian Basescu, but with great hope of catching the start of the Great House’s Endless Marathon. Communism, at its time, wasn’t exactly milk and honey for Romania, (and when I say that, Romanians know best I’m speaking literally and not in idioms). Here are some “leftovers” of those: the big, solid, cold concrete buildings that seem to give a kind of “ quelque chose” to our country when mixed with the old dim buildings and the new-age ones, forming a really interesting architectural pot-pourri, the funny assertive songs and anthems or the colourful uniforms of the young pioneers of those times that seem to come in handy for the Romanian modern art. If not convinced, wait for the Romanian Peasant Museum exposition, “Cantarea Romaniei” (or Praising Songs for Romania in a faulty translation), that’s going to take place somewhere in March, meanwhile here’s a sample of reminiscences.

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