The folkloric evening started in a rather unique way as we were welcomed at the main entrance of the Transylvanian Renaissance style Merchants' Hall by pipe players prior to having been taken down to and along the cellars of the Casa Hirsher restaurant still accompanied by traditional instrumental music all the way down to our table, one of many along the cellar looking restaurant where we were given the chance of sipping several different Romanian wines in preparation for the long evening that lay ahead.
Half way through the dinner dancers walked in almost unexpectedly and started dancing along the corridor between the long tables where groups of foreigners and local people sat eating. The wide variety of dances and music were second to none both to the ear and the eyes, and from a certain moment on partly due to the already ingested amount of wine but also the typical folk Romanian clothes they were wearing all we could actually see were vivid colours passing by in slightly blurred sequences of circular movements that we tried to follow but couldn't, such was the vigour displayed.
At the end of the folk dance exhibition the dancers came over and "dragged" some of us to join them in the dance moves. When it all seemed to be getting to an end music from the sixties and seventies was played which prompted many of the ones who were sat with us at table to jump onto the in-between tables dance floor and start dancing as if they were teenagers in trance or adults trying to catch up with the long lost youth. From twist to ball -room dance moves and hippie like jumps accompanied by strong head jolts ... we saw it all until tiredness fell in and Christian and I slowly walked back to the hotel ... still sober enough to take one last picture of the city.
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