|Orthodox Church And Grave Yard|
|WW 1 Graves Of Siebenburger|
But, like I said, those old graves no longer existed; at least we could not find them.
|Narrowest European Street|
We walked a lot today. Carol read about a street, an official street named Strada Sforii which is supposedly the narrowest street in Europe. Aptly called the Rope Street, it is a scant 3 feet wide. I felt a bit strange walking this lane, it was long and narrow, and it just connected 2 major roads. It was good for foot traffic, but not even good to carry things in your hands or for the use of a horse or a wheel barrow. When you met someone going the other way you had to stand sideways to let them pass. I could not see much practicality in having a path like that. Sure, if it would be a bit wider, then it made sense, but this was not a walk way in the middle ages. Maybe it was, like the name indicated a strip of land where rope was made. Nobody walked there in the Middle Ages; it was just a narrow and long section to make ropes. Now that would make sense. Just because I see things in today’s terms, does not mean it was that way when it was installed. Today however, this lane is an official ‘street’ and used as an oddity. Photographers love it; it is in many wedding pictures, too.
|The Black Church Dominates The Town Of Brasov|
|Still Charred From The Fire Of Years Ago|
The history of the building is impressive, but I came to see the Buchholz organ. A 4000 pipe organ built by the Berlin, Germany factory and brought to Brasov and installed around 1840. Many Organ Concerts are given on this unique and masterfully built instrument. We were lucky to get tickets for a performance tonight.
|Some Of The Buchholz Organ Pipes|
The range from bass to piccolo is simply awesome. Listening to music played with the acoustics of a church was worth the trip to Brasov.
Since this Church is so old and since it was a part of the culture for centuries, it has an impressive collection of old carpets. Some examples hung on the church balcony railings and the details, the colors, the motifs showed clearly the artistry it takes to make them. Those carpets must be the envy of serious collectors. I met a few of those collectors the last time I was in Istanbul; they would give a fortune to call those carpets their own.
|Just Love To See Other People Work|
The next time we would take a hotel inside the old city, though. Our hotel, as nice as it was, was too far from town.