We drove on, deeper into the Marmures, in search of the famed wooden churches, of monasteries, and of the peasant way of life that persists here.
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So Vicki has formulated this theory, namely, The Monastical
Theory of Encampment, that, in this heavily devout country,
no one will bother us if we are parked outside the monastery;
indeed, people driving by, whole tour buses, actually cross
themselves; anyhow, we tried it, with success, at the
Dragomiresti Monastery; happily, so far as we have seen,
monasteries outnumber gas stations in Romania by about 3 to 1
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The front gate, beautifully carved
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I walked up the hill to check out the
monastery
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Not one of the ancient ones
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In the courtyard
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But it did have a fairly typical wooden
church, for which the region is famous
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And later in the evening, aplenglow on one
of the Vlad the Impaler haystacks;
haystackenglow?
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