Churches & a Russian Cemetery in Romania

The Holy Trinity Church (Biserica Sfânta Treime din Sighişoara)Once back at the car, we headed across the river to see the Holy Trinity Church (Biserica Sfânta Treime din Sighişoara).  This is a more modern Romanian Orthodox church, built in the first half of the 20th century.  Even though it is not as old as the rest, it is undoubtedly beautiful with its stark black and white appearance.

The Holy Trinity Church (Biserica Sfânta Treime din Sighişoara)I was pleasantly surprised however, when we parked down the street from the church and I got out of the car only to spot a little cemetery in a somewhat overgrown park.  I was thrilled when I realized it was a Russian cemetery.  One of my friends, knew enough Russian to be able to tell me that these were unknown soldiers.  Googling this after the fact, and he was right.

A WWII Russian cemeteryThese were soldiers who died during the liberation of Sighișoara in 1944 during World War II.  The only identified body was that of Major Konstantin Isakov, who died on September 19th, 1944.

A WWII Russian cemeteryIt is always sad seeing these graveyards and the massive amounts of unidentified soldiers who fill them.  This one was not as large as the German cemetery in Crete I visited, but no less sad to witness.

A little rural church in BoiuAnother nasty beetleWhen we finally left Sighișoara, we headed south towards the larger city of Brasov and the famous Bran Castle.  However, we of course were not heading straight there, and instead were breaking the drive up with various little things to see along the way.  The first of these was a little church maybe 20 minutes down the road.

A little rural church in BoiuLocated in a small rural village, Boiu, off the main road, this church was up on a hill, overlooking the village and fields.    The cemetery in front of it was overgrown, and the church obviously had not seen much use, probably solely at particular holidays.

Looking up into the bell towerSadly, the door to the church was locked, but that was to be expected of course.  However, there was a ladder leading up into the roof, with a further ladder up into the bell tower.  The second ladder was questionable, and moved too much for my comfort so I passed on climbing that one.  For some reason, ever since childhood, I have never liked climbing ladders, and even less so when the ladder moves in any way…

The rural church's cemeteryOnce back on the road we had to stop to wait for a train to cross the road before we could continue on our way… A train we had to wait on to cross the road in RomaniaTrain tracks in Romania

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