On Saturday we drove up the mountain adjacent to Brașov to get some nice views over the city. Then we traveled further up to Poiana Brașov, which is a place where the mountains flatten out for a bit and the forest clears. This is a focus for tourist hotels, and it is the base for some ski areas up the mountain. We took a gondola up to the top which was at about 4500 ft. There was still snow up here which was an interesting contrast to having been wading in the sea just a few days before. Maddy’s back was still acting up and my shoes weren’t built for snow, so we didn’t walk too far and just ended up having a snack in the cafe at the top. There were some great views of the surrounding mountains, and it was nice to spend a little time in the snow.
After we returned to town, Maddy had some family business to take care of, and she dropped me near the historic old town center in Brașov. This is a very tourist-centric area, and features many of the popular views associated with Brașov. I walked around and took pictures of the town square, the BRASOV sign up on the mountain, and the Black Church. Afterwards I walked over to the municipal park and took some pictures. There were some people singing religious songs in English there. Afterwards Maddy picked me up and we went back up the mountain near Poiana Brașov to a restaurant, Stâna Turistică – Sergiana, that was decorated as a traditional hunter’s lodge and that featured traditional hunter’s food, served by waiters in traditional costumes, and there were people also singing traditional Romanian songs.
On Sunday we were going to attend a traditional parade but decided to skip the crowds and peek in on it via a webcam near the old city center. Afterwards we saw some sights around town including some of Maddy’s haunts such as her home neighborhood, her studio and her modular. We also stopped into the largest shopping mall in Transylvania to pick something up. After that we went back past Bran into the mountains into the heart of Transylvania to have dinner at a new restaurant, Amfiteatrul Transylvania, that was on the top of a hill way back off the beaten track. Very beautiful location by itself on the top of a hill, but the last 4km to get there was a very bumpy road through the forest, past pastures and traditional shepherd’s huts. We were almost the last people to eat that evening, but the food was great and the staff was very friendly and welcoming. I really felt I was in the true country of Transylvania.
By the time we were coming home, it was rainy, and after dark, at which point we had to pass by Bran Castle again. Under those conditions, my blurry cell-phone photo made it look pretty creepy, living up to its hype.















































The first couple of days of this adventure were spent in the capitol city of Bucharest. I arrived on Thursday evening before the Orthodox Easter weekend. Maddy has brought some traditional Romanian treats for the Easter season so I got to get in the spirit of things. Unfortunately towards the end of my flight I started to get a bit of a queasy stomach (didn’t wait till the end of the trip to hit me this time), so it took me a few days to robustly get into adventurous eating. In addition to being right across from the Dâmbovița River and Old City, we were also right next to a small church, and Easter weekend provided lots of bell ringing.












Rather than zoom right out of town after the tour, I decided to stay around for a couple of days in Mérida, just to unwind and see a little of the local culture. I had chosen an Airbnb that looked quite nice and was supposedly fairly close to some of the points of interest. I ended up doing more chilling that sightseeing, but I did do a little. I was the last person dropped off after the tour, and Dimitriy ended up dropping me off after 11 pm after our dinner. It was pretty dark, and I had been given the lockbox codes to let myself in. The street and building didn’t look like much from the outside, but inside was a beautiful courtyard with a fountain and lush vegetation. I didn’t see too much the first night, but it was a beautiful place to stay. My room had very high ceilings, and it was quite interesting in that the tall doors that opened into the courtyard could be partially opened at the top to let air in through barred openings. It looked like an ancient colonial mansion. It also had a pool and a giant kitchen for those so inclined. 
The last day of the tour was originally planned as an abbreviated day, with one morning shoot ending with a farewell lunch. However, because of our scheduling hiccough at the hacienda, and the interjection of the extra guerrilla shoot, our last day ended up being a fairly long one. We began the day with the originally planned shoot at a Mayan ruins at 

We had a nice lunch in town, then we went downtown at went through a museum of local Mayan folk art. We also walked through the prominent convent of San Antonio de Padua. It is a large dominant structure in the middle of town that looks a bit like a fortress castle. While we were doing this, the models took the opportunity to go to a day spa for a little rejuvenation. After we all reassembled it was nearing sunset, and we decided to go down to the square in Izamal where UT Adventure had made a splash a few years ago with a model shoot, and have a golden hour guerrilla shoot. This time all the models were dressed, so it was more like a fashion shoot. All the locals found it quite interesting and were checking us out pretty good. Some were probably remembering back to the nude shoot a few years ago. After sunset we headed back to our home base, and we were hoping to possibly return to the nice hacienda on the last day.
Flamingos and Shaman. Our forth day was mid-tour and it was supposed to be a gap-day where he had a lighter schedule and could catch a little rest (but as usual, that has to be taken with a grain of salt). As such, we had only one scheduled shoot. Originally it was another hacienda, but as the flamingos were present at a nature reserve, they opted to go there. It was actually a fun outing where we went to the town of Ria Lagartos, and caught some boats that took us out into the reserve, that had a little Everglades feel. 
That evening Dasha had arranged for an optional event. She had arranged with a Mayan shaman to perform a traditional fire ceremony that allegedly dates back many generations. The shamanic mysticism is aligned with her new age spirituality. I decided to attend just to take in the unique cultural event. It was interesting as we placed some stuff in the fire that smoked, got a maraca, picked a stone. It was all supposed to be opening our wishes and actualizing our dreams.