Some weeks ago I had a free afternoon and I was walking around Brancoveanu metro station looking for some second-hand shops, in the end I did not find anything, but I was bored and I decided to go to “Recuperatory hospital” (Centrul de Recuperare N. Robanescu) where I knew that the others had activities.

I arrived there before 5 p.m. At the beginning I was a bit lost, as usual, I tried to interact a little with everyone – “Ce taree!”, “Ce activitate frumoasaa!” As always I tried to be nice but, obviously, I felt like a “weird”. Then, I saw… citeste mai mult