Rural Romania: A land that time forgot
By RICK STEVES | ricksteves.com | Published: November 2, 2017
Romania is full of surprises and wonderful people. And as you leave the capital of Bucharest, it gets even better. In the Romanian countryside, the nation’s unique history and traditional culture live on vividly.
A hard-fought past is evident in the fortress-like churches scattered through the central region of Transylvania. In medieval times, big towns were well protected, but smaller villages were vulnerable to invaders. So industrious German settlers, imported by the local overlords to tame the wild frontier, fortified their churches.
Like medieval fortresses, these Saxon churches have beefy bastions, stout lookout towers and narrow slits for raining arrows on enemies. Entire communities could take refuge inside.
Today, most of Romania’s ethnic Germans are gone, having emigrated in the late 19th century or fled to Germany after World War II. But their legacy remains. Stepping inside these churches feels like stepping into medieval Germany. Decoration is humble — pews are but simple benches — and Bible quotes are in German.
The whitewashed and ramshackle church of Viscri, hidden deep in the Transylvanian hills, is one of the oldest (c. 1100). Stepping inside, one of the first things you notice is that most of the pews don’t have backs. That’s to accommodate the starched dresses and long headdresses of traditional village women, who wanted to avoid creases in their best clothing. (The pews with backs were for the families of those who were from elsewhere, usually the minister and the teacher.)
Farther north, Romania’s Maramures region is Europe’s most traditional corner. While it takes some effort to reach, Maramures is well worth the effort for those who want to see a living open-air folk museum. It’s a rolling, pastoral landscape speckled with haystacks.
Thanks to its rugged terrain and its great distance from Bucharest, Maramures avoided communist farm collectivization, so people still tend their small family plots by hand. Horse carts seem to outnumber cows. Men in overalls and straw hats pile hay onto wooden wagons. Women wear big, puffy skirts just above the knee, babushkas on their heads, and baskets laden with heavy goods on their backs. This region feels like a European version of Amish Country, where centuries-old ways endure.
Wander through any village and peek into family compounds. Each is marked with a huge ceremonial wooden gateway — just big enough for a hay-loaded horse cart to trot through. The gates are carved with an iconography of local symbols: starburst (pagan sun worship), wolf teeth (protection), bull horns (masculinity), leaves (nature) and — most importantly — the “rope of life” motif, a helix-like design suggesting the continuity of life from generation to generation. Inside each courtyard, you’ll usually see — in addition to the main house — a humble barn with a paddock, a garden patch and an old-fashioned, hand-pulled well.
It’s surprisingly common for locals to invite passing visitors inside. Many Maramures residents are eager to show curious outsiders their humble homes. In Romania, meeting people often comes with a welcoming glass of the fruity, 100-proof Romanian moonshine called palinca. It’s strong stuff — kind of like rubbing alcohol with a touch of plum.
One of the most memorable sights in this part of Romania is the Merry (as in “joyful”) Cemetery. I’ve enjoyed a variety of graveyards throughout Europe, and I can safely say that this is one of a kind. In 1935, a local woodcarver — inspired by a long-forgotten tradition — began filling this cemetery with a forest of vivid memorials. Each one comes with a whimsical poem and a painting of the departed doing something he or she loved. Each memorial is a celebration of a life, and an irreverent raspberry in the face of death.
Traveling in the Romanian countryside, you’ll find time-warp lifestyles seemingly oblivious to the modern world. More than any place I’ve found in Europe, this is a place where, when you slow down and let adventures unfold, they will.
Rick Steves (ricksteves.com) writes European travel guidebooks and hosts travel shows on public television and radio. Email him at firstname.lastname@example.org and follow his blog on Facebook.