Man, what a day! Seriously, I can’t even. So, I woke up in Sacueni, right? The sun was shining, birds were chirping, and I thought, “Today’s gonna be chill.” Spoiler alert: it was NOT chill.
First off, I hit up Strada 1 Decembrie for some coffee. You know, the good stuff. I’m standing there, waiting for my cappuccino, and this dude in front of me orders, like, a 5-layered mocha-whatever. I’m like, “Bro, it’s just coffee, not a science experiment!” But whatever, I’m not here to judge.
Finally, I get my drink, and I’m feeling all fancy. I step outside, and bam! A pigeon poops on my shoulder. Like, really? I’m in Sacueni, and this is how my day starts? I’m standing there, trying to wipe it off with a napkin, and I can’t help but laugh. It’s just so ridiculous.
So, I decide to walk down Strada Mihai Viteazul. It’s a nice street, you know? Trees, little shops, people chatting. I’m vibing. Then I see this old lady selling fresh pastries. I can’t resist. I grab a cozonac, and OMG, it’s heavenly! Sweet, fluffy, and just melts in your mouth. I’m in pastry paradise.
But then, outta nowhere, this kid on a bike zooms past me and knocks my cozonac right outta my hands! I’m standing there, mouth agape, like, “Did that just happen?” The kid just laughs and speeds off. I’m fuming! I mean, come on! That was my breakfast!
I keep walking, trying to shake it off. I hit up the park near the center, Parcul Central. It’s beautiful, man. Flowers everywhere, people chilling. I sit on a bench, trying to enjoy the view. But then, this group of teenagers starts blasting music. Like, I get it, you’re young and cool, but can we not? I’m trying to enjoy nature here!
After a while, I decide to head to the market on Strada Libertății. It’s always buzzing with life. Fresh veggies, fruits, and all that good stuff. I’m browsing, and I spot this guy selling homemade pickles. I’m a sucker for pickles, so I buy a jar. The guy’s super friendly, and we chat about the best ways to eat them. He says, “Put ‘em on a sandwich, trust me!” I’m like, “You got it, pickle guru!”
But then, as I’m leaving, I trip over a stray cat. Seriously, Sacueni, what’s with all the obstacles today? I’m on the ground, and the cat just looks at me like, “You good, bro?” I can’t help but laugh again.
By now, I’m exhausted. I decide to head home, but not before stopping at my favorite little bakery on Strada Unirii. I grab a slice of their famous apple pie. It’s like a hug in dessert form. I’m finally feeling good again.
As I’m walking back, I think about how crazy this day has been. From pigeon poop to pickles, it’s been a rollercoaster. Sacueni, you never fail to surprise me. I love this city, even when it drives me nuts.
So, I get home, plop on the couch, and just laugh. What a day, right? I wouldn’t trade it for anything. Here’s to more wild adventures in Sacueni!