Sibiu, Romania Summary

“I rubbed my eyes in amazement,” wrote Walter Starkie of SIBIU in 1929. “The town where I found myself did not seem to be in Transylvania, for it had no Romanian or Hungarian characteristics: the narrow streets and old gabled houses made me think of Nuremberg.” Nowadays the illusion is harder to sustain, in a city surrounded by high-rise suburbs and virtually abandoned by the Saxons themselves, but the old town is still a startling sight and home to some of Romania’s best museums.