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Along the border between Germany and Switzerland, there lies a long lake through which flows the mighty river Rhine, not too far from its source to the east. This massive lake is called the Bodensee, or sometimes Lake Konstanz, it touches three countries (Germany, Switzerland, and Austria), and is ringed by several biking and walking paths. From what I can tell during the short time I've lived here, it is a favorite vacation spot for Germans. This was the setting for this bike-centered trip on which I spent this Memorial Day weekend.
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I went through Sunday, August 4 following more or less the same blueprint as the day before. I started out with breakfast somewhere down the street from the hostel, and then spent the morning and early afternoon doing a makeshift pub crawl while dipping into the city's medieval Hungarian past.
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Looking back, I realized I'd made a mistake the day before by entering the festival right as it opened. I was likely accustomed to Tomorrowland where there was no other choice. Saturday morning, August 3, it finally occurred to me that I didn't have to go in until I really felt like it, and that I could spend the morning and afternoon seeing what I could in Cluj.
A little history: Cluj (pronounced "kloozh") is the biggest city in Transylvania, which used to be a part of Hungary. The city's Hungarian name is Kolozsvár. Though even when it was part of Hungary most of the people living there were Romanian. Cluj, no matter what country it was a part of, has always been mostly Romanian with a Hungarian minority. This minority must be pretty small because I didn't see a whole lot of bilingual signs and I didn't overhear anyone speaking Hungarian.
Read more: Untold day 3 - A Little Bit Cluj and a Little More Fest
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Friday morning, August 2, I mistakenly thought I would have to get into the fest as soon as it opened, so I didn't do much else in the city besides get breakfast. But where I ate breakfast was pretty memorable. Romania has to be one of the last places on Earth I ever expected to find a Hawaiian restaurant serving Poke bowls, but there just happened to be one on the way from the hostel to the festival. It's called Sisters Poke. I can't at all remember what I ate there, but it was delicious and I'll recommend it. Remember it if you happen to find yourself in Cluj.
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