Thursday, 13 July 2023

Falkirk, Scotland '23 Part 1

A Big House, Two Kelpies and a Remarkable Wheel


Scotland
Falkirk District Council
We paused in Falkirk two years ago en route from Forres to Lanark. This year we returned, because we felt there was more to see. Wikipedia tells me that a 2011 STV poll voted Falkirk Scotland's most beautiful town, but the tourist route from Edinburgh still crosses the Forth Bridge and heads directly for the scenic charms of the Highlands, heedlessly by-passing Falkirk. With limited time, I might do the same, but with a less hurried itinerary…

Forres, Falkirk and Lanark are marked in red
Thanks to Lonely Planet for lending me their map

12-July-2023

Falkirk

Central Scotland sometimes feels like a vast agglomeration of small towns all running one into another until eventually they reach either Glasgow or Edinburgh. That is, of course, an exaggeration, aerial photos show extensive green space in Central Scotland - but they can be harder to find on the ground.

Falkirk’s earliest recorded name was the Brythonic Egglesbreth meaning ‘speckled church.’ Other names, An Eaglais Bhreac (Scottish Gaelic) Varia Capella (Latin), La Veire Chapelle (Normans) and Fawkirk, later Falkirk (Scots) have the same meaning. The relevant church was probably built in the 7th century

Now best known for having a not particularly successful football team, Falkirk is a small town with around 35,000 inhabitants. It is the administrative centre of Falkirk District Council which covers the town and a dozen or more smaller communities, including the port and petrochemicals centre of Grangemouth, and Stenhousemuir, home of an even less successful professional football team. Falkirk District has a population of 160,000.

In the course of this post we will visit Falkirk town centre, The Pineapple House to the north, Helix Park to the east and the Falkirk Wheel to the west

Falkirk Centre

We arrived in late afternoon and checked into the Park Hotel. Built in the later years of the last century, it would win no architectural awards, the kindest word I can say for it is functional. The receptionist, though, was cheerful and welcoming and we booked dinner – we have learned in Scotland that no booking can result in a frustrating search.

Our room overlooked Dollar Park, a pleasant aspect.

Dollar Park (across the lovely expanse of the hotel car park!)

Needing a pharmacy (nothing major) we walked the five minutes into Falkirk's almost pedestrianised town centre. The outskirts of the town had mixed industrial, commercial and domestic properties, but the hotel was surrounded by larger more prosperous homes. We passed a row of smaller, nicely kept bungalows, the gardens of three adjacent houses so spectacular they must enjoy their rivalry.

The town centre looks rather less prosperous with too many shops closed and some of the survivors looking down at heal. A loose cluster of three shops, Whimsic Alley…

Whimsic Alley, Falkirk

…The Lonely Broomstick, and Shining Light, ‘Scotland's centre for tarot reading,’ made us wonder if we had walked into some Poundshop Glastonpotter.

The Lonely Broomstick, Falkirk

We are twice tapped for money, once by an elderly busker, who stopped playing to ensure be got paid, and by a somewhat confused woman who was not as old as she first appeared and apparently wanted us to fund her drug habit. These accusations are easy to throw about, but I know nothing of her life and what led her to approaching strangers for money on the street. It cannot be easy for her, and I should be less judgmental. We gave her a pound, 'for food.'

The High Street widens into the Market Square, overlooked by the Falkirk Steeple. In England a steeple is always part of a church, in Scotland a free-standing steeple sometimes houses the tolbooth (formerly the Town Hall/Gaol) (see Dumfries for another example). The first steeple on this site was constructed in 1697 and demolished because of subsidence in 1803. The current steeple was built in 1814 to house the town clock and bells and also contains two cells (unused since 1860).

Falkirk Steeple

A plaque on the steeple wall drew our attention to the nearby Cross Well, a cylinder of stones surmounted by a barely recognisable lion. In 1817 the Earl of Callendar drew the first clean water available in the town centre and, according to the plaque, addressed his remarks to the ‘wives and bairns of Falkirk.’ The people of Falkirk have called themselves ‘the bairns’ ever since. Alternatively, the name comes from the town’s old motto Touch Ane, Touch A' - Better Meddle Wi' the Deil then the Bairns o' Falkirk. I do not know which came first, but they sound aggressive.

Cross Well, Falkirk

Having located the pharmacy, we continued through the town centre past the mandatory ‘House where Robert Burns slept’…

Burns slept in many place
It is surprising how many 18th century buildings survive

… to the end of pedestrianised zone where we were rewarded with a view of the next section of the town. We have seen tower blocks like these before (and there are more than this picture shows) but only in Eastern Europe, left over from the days before the collapse of the Soviet Union.

A view of Falkirk's 'Stalinist Quarter'

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Dollar Park

Filling in time before Callendar House opened we strolled across the road to Dollar Park, named after lumber baron and shipping magnate Robert Dollar who donated it to his home town.

It is a pleasant little park containing the town’s war memorial,…

Falkirk war memorial

…some venerable trees…

Old tree, Dollar Park, Falkirk

… and a flower clock (with correct time) in memory of Falkirk born botanist and plant hunter George Forrest

George Forrest flower clock, Dollar Park, Falkirk

Callendar House

In the dip behind the unlovely tower blocks, is a very different type of building.

Callendar House, Falkirk

Callendar House, now owned by Falkirk Council and run as a museum, is surrounded by Callendar Park. Although modified in the 19th century to resemble a French Renaissance Chateau, the core of the building is a 14th century tower house.

Callendar House, Falkirk

By the start of late middle-ages the diverse inhabitants of the area were blending together. The Old Welsh speaking Brythonic people who had been here since before the Romans had been joined by the Scots, a Gaelic speaking tribe who arrived from Ireland in the 9th century. Then came Saxons, pushed north by the invading Normans, and later by Normans invited by King David I (ruled 1124-53) because he admired Norman civilization. The King himself was a descendant of the Pictish ruling family from further north who started styling themselves Rex Scottorum in the 12th century.

Local rulers were the Thanes of Callendar, the remains of their Thane House lie just east of the current building. The 5th Thane, Sir Patrick Callendar backed one of the many losers in the Scottish Wars 1296-1328, and David II (the son of the winner, Robert the Bruce – descended from the Norman de Brus family) gave the Callendar lands to Sir William Livingstone (descended from the Saxon Leving family) in 1345.

They built the Tower House at the heart of the modern building and by the 17th century had developed it considerably.

Callendar House in the 17th century

Like the Callendars before them, the Livingstons lost the house when James Livingston, 5th Earl of Linlithgow backed the wrong side, in his case the Jacobites in 1715. The estates were forfeited and sold to the York Buildings Company who immediately leased it back to the earl’s daughter Lady Anne Livingston. She and her husband made the same mistake in 1745, he was executed, but she was allowed to stay in the house and so was her son until his death in 1778.

The house was put up for auction and William Forbes, an Aberdeen coppersmith who made his pile from Royal Navy contracts, outbid Lord Errol. Times were changing,

Callendar house during the Forbes times (Public Domain, borrowed from Wikipedia)

Forbes built the house as it is today, and his descendants kept it for 200 years, but nothing lasts forever. In 1963 it was sold to Falkirk Burgh and in 2011 transferred to the Falkirk Community Trust. It is now part stately home, part museum and part art gallery.

The stately home includes the restored Georgian kitchen….

Georgian kitchen, Callendar House

…and the grand staircase…

Staircase, Callendar House

…which is even better looking up.

Staircase ceiling, Callendar House

The museum deals with the history of the house and the effects of the industrial revolution. William Forbes and men like him ensured Falkirk was a centre of the Scottish industry.

The town was home to several ironworks, producing domestic and industrial products. The three-legged cauldron was typical of Falkirk.

Falkirk ironware, Callendar House

Some produced items so exquisite they could only be given to important retirees and whose only real use is to adorn a museum.

Beautiful but unusable tee service, Callendar House

Less threatening to the environment than the ironworks were clockmakers. Peter Keir worked in the High Street from 1806-34. William Dobbie founded a clockmaker’s that prospered for three generations and John Russell became watchmaker to the Prince Regent.

Falkirk Clocks

The gallery during our visit displayed the works of Falkirk born Barbara Rae who specialises in rather impressive industrial scenes…

Barbara Rae industrial scene

…and equally fine landscapes and seascapes.

Barbara Rae seascape

It is a house well worth a visit, and not all the attractions are inside…

The Antonine Wall

Everyone knows about Hadrian’s Wall. Completed in 122CE, it stretches some 73 miles (117km) across northern England from the Solway Firth to the North Sea.

The Antonine Wall is less well known. Built 20 years later an 70 miles further north it crosses the thinnest part of Scotland - 37 miles (59 km) between the Firth of Clyde and Forth. Built of turf on a stone foundation it had mile forts like Hadrian's Wall, though everything was to a smaller scale.

Altar from an Antonine Wall mile fort, Callendar House
Inscription reads (P)ro se et svis - I discharged this vow on behalf of myself and my family)

Antoninus’ rule was marked by peace throughout the empire, except in Scotland, where his little adventure started well, but the Caledonians proved recalcitrant and after 20 years of trying the Romans retreated to Hadrian’s wall. There is not a great deal left of the Antonine Wall, but enough for its line to be easily traced. It crosses the land of Callendar House, and if this it not the most spectacular section, it is the only part I have photographed.

A part of the Antonine Wall

The Dunmore Pineapple

Some 8 miles (11 km) north of Falkirk centre, just beyond the village of Airth, tucked away in the countryside and surrounded by trees is what some claim to be the strangest building in Scotland. It is easy enough to find, if you have faith that the track your sat nav has chosen will not peter out in a forest.

Lynne and the Dunmore Pineapple

It is hard to imagine the excitement caused in the 17th century by the arrival of the pineapple on our damp, misty island. Pineapples were exotic and difficult to obtain and thus very desirable and very expensive. The rich and fashionable would hire one for a dinner party. It would adorn the fruit-bowl, but remain untouched, so it could be hired out gain for the next society event.

A closer view of the Dunmore Pineapple

The next stage was to grow pineapples, and gardeners in stately homes soon found themselves labouring in pineries. The first Scottish grown pineapple appeared in 1728. In the days before cheap imports, growing your own seemed reasonable, building your own was downright eccentric, but that is what the Earl of Dunmore did in 1761. He built it as a summer house where he could sit and admire his estate.

A close-up of the Dunmore Pineapple

The estate is now gone, Dunmore House is a ruin, but the National Trust saved the Pineapple. They use it as a holiday home, so all we could do was stare at it and take photographs.

We next drove back south to Helix Park where we had lunch and revisited the Kelpies, but we shall join the 2021 narrative for that

11-July-2021

Helix Park and The Kelpies

In 2003 the Falkirk Greenscape Initiative formed a plan to transform 350ha of land between Falkirk and Grangemouth into an ecopark and the centre of a network of footpaths connecting 16 local communities.

A major lottery grant enabled the park to open in 2013 and the Queen Elizabeth extension to the Forth and Clyde canal arrived a year later. In the 18th century the Forth and Clyde allowed sea-going vessels to cross the narrowest part of Scotland, saving long and dangerous voyages around the north. Over time its use declined, it fell into disrepair and closed in 1963. Rediscovered in the 1990s it was refurbished and reopened in 1999 as a leisure facility. The extension to Helix Park gave it a new starting point - the Kelpies Hub.

The Kelpies, Helix Park, Falkirk

The Kelpies, the work of sculptor Andy Scott, had been commissioned for this spot and they were installed in 2014. In Scottish folklore, kelpies are shape-shifting spirits inhabiting lakes or rivers. Usually horse-like creatures they are able to adopt human form, though often retaining their hooves.

One of the Kelpies, Helix Park, Falkirk

Scott’s 30m high kelpies are undoubtedly water spirits, but they also commemorate the horses that pulled the barges on the canals. Full of life and vigour, The Kelpies have been a popular and critical success. The park was crowded with locals on a Sunday afternoon and we were not the only visitors who had come just to see the kelpies.

The Falkirk Wheel

The best way to get from the Kelpies to the Falkirk wheel is by canal, but our time was limited so we drove the 8km from from Grangemouth to half way between Falkirk and Bonnybridge (without ever leaving the built-up area).

The Union Canal, running from Edinburgh to Falkirk, closed two years after the Forth and Clyde and was similarly restored in the 1990s. The reconnection of the two canals was a millennium project.

The Union Canal is much higher than the Forth and Clyde, a problem the original builders solved with a flight of 11 locks. Unfortunately, it took the best part of a day to make the ascent/descent which washed 3,500 tonnes of water from the Union Canal. A better solution, the restorers decided, was a boat lift, and the result is the Falkirk wheel.

The Union Canal is carried to the wheel on a new aqueduct.

A narrow boat approaches the wheel, though there is still a final lock to go through

At the wheel the boat enters a caisson which can carry up to 4 canal boats, the gates are closed...

Boats are loaded top and bottom and the wheel is ready to turn.

The wheel rotates. Boat(s) can be carried up at the same time as they are brought down. The whole process takes ten minutes and there is no net water transfer between the canals.

The Falkirk Wheel turns

If it were possible for something to be grossly over-engineered, yet elegant and simple, this would be it. It was designed to last 120 years – I hope enough boats will pass through to make building it a worthwhile investment.

Thursday, 29 June 2023

Romania (5): Rupea and Brașov

A Fortress on a Hill and a Major City

Where are we Going Today?


Romania
Vlad appeared after we had breakfasted, ready to drive us south from SighiÈ™oara to BraÈ™ov via, Rupea, a small town overlooked by a castle. BraÈ™ov (in German, Kronstadt) is Vlad’s home town and the third - after SighiÈ™oara (Schäßburg) and Sibiu (Hermannstadt) - of the Siebenbürgen, the seven great fortresses cities of the Transylvanian Saxons, that we would visit on this tour.

Romania with SighiÅŸoara, Rupea and BraÅŸov underlined

Saschiz


MureÅŸ County
20 minutes from Sighișoara and just before we left Mureș County, we passed through the small town of Saschiz. Once a town of the Transylvanian Saxons - who still make up 5% of the population - its Romanesque Basilica was replaced by a late Gothic fortified church (built 1493-6). The large hall-style church was dedicated to St Stephen of Hungary (Transylvania was part of Hungary until the end of World War I) and surrounded by a curtain wall with several towers. Originally Roman Catholic, it became an Evangelical Lutheran Church during the Reformation.

Only one of the towers remains. It acquired an impressive spire in 1677 and was presumably further refurbished in 1832 as the date is prominently displayed. The angle of the photograph makes it look like the tower is part of the church, but it is actually 10 metres in front of it.

Saschiz Evangelical Lutheran Fortified Church

In 1999 Saschiz joined Biertan and its surrounding villages as part of the ‘Transylvanian Villages with Fortified Churches’ UNESCO World Heritage Site.

Rupea


BraÅŸov County
From Saschiz we continued in a general southerly direction and some 7km later crossed into Brașov County. The county has largely the same boundaries as the Brassó County of the Austro-Hungarian Empire but underwent many changes after being incorporated into Romania in 1920. For a time after World War II, it was part of a larger area known as Stalin Region (0 out of 10 for originality, 10 out 10 for toadying), but Brașov County was restored in 1968 when newly anointed leader Nicolae Ceaușescu wanted to show his independence from the Soviet Union.

The county's population is about half a million, some 60% of whom live in and around the city of Brașov. The north of the county is thinly populated and we drove through a large green plain where cereals swayed in the breeze.

The fields of northern BraÅŸov County

Rupea is only 20km south east of the county boundary, and it was not long before we could see a rocky outcrop in the distance. The outline slowly resolved itself into the shape of Rupea Fortress.

Rupea Fortress on its rocky outcrop

The Fortress

The strategic importance of a rocky outcrop with extensive views in all directions was obvious to the earliest humans. Stone tools and pottery from the palaeolithic and neolithic eras have been found here and in the first century CE the Dacians built a settlement on the summit. According to legend, Decebalus, the last Dacian king, committed suicide here in 106CE to avoid capture by the Romans.

Later people felt safe enough to moved down to the flat land beside their fields, provided there was a refuge in times of trouble. The Transylvanian Saxons built the first fortress on the summit in the 13th century, and expanded downward over the next 500 years, their tiered walls exploiting the natural contours of the hill.

Unlike the builders, we had to start at the bottom. The lowest level was added in the 18th century and was mainly used for living quarters and storage.

Rupea fortress - starting at the bottom

From there we worked our way upwards following the curve of the walls.

Inside Rupea fortress

From the middle level, a 15th century downward extension, we had a good view over the town of Rupea. Vlad pointed out that the houses are built ‘sideways on’ to the road with gaps between the buildings. When a hoard of Tartars, Mongols or Ottomans (depending on era) hove into view, the residents could quickly retreat through the town and take refuge in the fortress.

Rupea - for most houses along the main two streets, the gable end faces on to the road

Building at the top of the hill started in the 13th century, but development continued throughout the life of the fort. Of a hundred 16th and 17th century dwellings, one group of three remains intact. Only the upper floor was residential, the ground floor was used for workshops and warehouses.

Dwellings, Rupea fort

At the very top is the Peak House. From here the garrison could communicate with nearby towns...

Peak House, Rupea Fort

and keep watch for trouble approaching across the green hills and valleys of Transylvania.

The hills and valleys of Transylvania, My apologies for blocking out so many of them

The fortress was abandoned in 1790 after a storm destroyed the roof. It was never rebuilt and the fortress gradually fell into disrepair. Restoration started early in the 21st century. With the authorities keen to develop a tourist circuit, Rupea neatly filled a gap between Sighișoara and Brașov. Digi24.ro claims (in Romanian) that there were 150,000 visitors in 2015, but I can find no later figures. Presumably the promoters of Transylvanian tourism would be pleased we did exactly what they planned, but less happy that we (almost) had the fortress to ourselves.

Brașov

From Rupea it took an hour to drive the 65 km to Brașov.

A Little History


BraÅŸov City
Once one of the great fortress cities of the Transylvanian Saxons, the walled city of BraÈ™ov, tucked into a valley below Mount Tâmpa in the Southern Carpathian Mountains, was destroyed by fire in 1685. Rebuilding was a long project but by 1859 the city had 20,000 inhabitants, 40% of them German, 40% Romanian and the rest mostly Hungarian. By 1910 the population had doubled, but the greatest increase came in the years after World War Two as Romania’s communist leadership oversaw rapid industrialisation. The metropolitan area is now home to some 350,000, making BraÈ™ov Romania’s 6th largest city.

The factories and new residential areas grew on the flat land north of the old centre. Many of these factories closed in the economic crash that followed the demise of the Soviet Union in 1989, but the city has slowly worked its way back to some level of prosperity.

The old centre may now be on the edge of town, but it still conducts itself like a city centre, with the large Council Square fringed with the tables and umbrellas of umpteen restaurants and cafés. To help the lost and bewildered, the city fathers have erected a large sign on Tâmpa Mountain, letting us know where we are. I don't think Hollywood need feel threatened.

Council Square, Restaurants below the BraÅŸov sign

Șcheii Brașovului

But we did not start in Council Square, Vlad first drove us a kilometre south to Șcheii Brașovului. Romanians have been the largest ethnic group in Transylvania since before records were kept, but despite providing a couple of Hungarian kings (see Part 3: Hunedoara and Alba Iulia) Romanians were (prior to the First World War) the poor relations of the ruling Hungarians and prosperous Transylvanian Saxons. From the 13th to the 17th century, Romanians were not allowed to live within the city walls and so settled in the Șchei district.

Saint Nicholas is BraÅŸov's oldest Romanian Orthodox Church, or at least, the wooden original was. Built sometime after 1292 it it was replaced by a Gothic style stone church in 1495 which has since enjoyed a Baroque makeove.

St Nicholas Church, BraÅŸov

The first school teaching in Romanian was founded here when the stone church was constructed. A new school building beside the church was opened in 1760.

Romanian School, Brașov, 1760

It is now a museum showing the old classrooms,…

Old Romanian School, BraÅŸov

…an early printing press and various books, manuscripts and icons.

Printing Press, Old School Museum, BraÅŸov

In front of the church, in Union Square, is The Unknown Soldier. Commissioned by the local authority in collaboration with veterans' associations the statue commemorates those who died in WW1 and have no known grave. Ironically it was unveiled in 1939, just in time for another round of blood-letting. The internet has many photos of this statue, and the apparent vigour of the bayonet thrust varies enormously depending on the photographer’s angle.

The Unknown Soldier, Union Square, BraÅŸov

Council Square

Back in Council Square we checked into our hotel and then ate lunch in the square. In this land of soups and ciorbe that was what we had, though I cannot remember which. Then we set off on a walking tour.

Soup, or possibly ciorba

The Old Town Hall

The square gets its name from the old Town Hall.

The Old Town Hall, BraÅŸov

In 1420, the Farriers Guild permitted the County Council to build a room for public meetings and trials on top of their guild house. The ‘Trumpet Tower; was added in the late 16th century. From here watchmen surveyed the whole town and warned of fire, invasion or any other problem by blowing a trumpet.

Growing prosperity led to the addition of a spire, a clock, many more chambers and eventually a new building elsewhere. The Old Council House was retired in 1950 and is now a museum.

The Catherine and Schei Gates

To the east of the square are two city gates. The Catherine Gate was built by the Tailors’ Guild, in 1559, replacing a gate destroyed by a flood thirty years earlier. The tower is 16th century but the rest is later. The gate was the only access point for Romanians, who could enter the city at permitted times but had to pay a toll to sell their wares.

Catherine Gate, BraÅŸov

Later the Șchei Gate, built in 1828, gave free access for all.

The Åžhei Gate, BraÅŸov

Beth Israel Synagogue

BraÈ™ov’s Jewish community settled here in the early 19th century. It grew steadily and was flourishing when the Neo-Moorish Beth Israel Synagogue was built in 1901. ChatGPT informs me the community faced periods of hardship, especially during World War II – an epic understatement, I suspect. There is however still a Jewish community, it is small but sufficient for Beth Israel to remain a functioning synagogue.

Beth Israel Synagogue, BraÅŸov

The Black Church

At the south end of Council Square, hemmed in by other buildings is the Lutheran Cathedral of St Mary. Built 1383-1476 by the Transylvanian Saxons, it started as a Catholic Church and became Lutheran during the Reformation. Its walls were blackened during the great fire of 1698, hence it is known as the Black Church, though all signs of charring are long gone.

The Black Church, BraÅŸov

The statue outside is of Johannes Honter (1498–1549) a cartographer and one of the founders of Lutheranism in Romania.

The building is 89m long and tower 42m tall making this the largest Late Gothic church in south eastern Europe. The clock is worth a closer look.

Clock, the Black Church, BraÅŸov

The surrounding buildings make the church difficult to photograph. Wikipedia have a drone picture, which I won’t borrow, you can click this link, or make do with my efforts.

Inside, like most Lutheran Cathedral, it is not overly ornate.

Inside the Black Church, BraÅŸov

The 4,000 pipe organ was built by Carl August Buchholz in 1839.

Organ, Black Church, BraÅŸov

There is a fresco of the Nativity, with the emblems of King Matthias Corvinus (ruled 1458-90) and his wife Beatrix of Aragon in the corners (see Hunedoara). Corvinus was a Romanian King of Hungary, and definitively not a Transylvanian Saxon ...

Nativity, Black Church BraÅŸov

... and a couple of carved memorials to large men with huge beards, both apparently preparing to sneak out of their stone imprisonment.

Big men, big beards, Black Church BraÅŸov

1848 was the Year of Revolutions in Europe, with nationalist pressures within both the Austro-Hungarian and Ottoman Empires. The bullet holes in a pillar, the consequence of an 1848 skirmish have been carefully preserved as a reminder of the turbulence from which Romania emerged.

Bullet holes, Black Church BraÅŸov

The building work was done by Bulgarian masons. Like the Romanians they were not the sort of people the Saxons wished to mix with and, so, like the Romanians, their accommodation was outside the city walls in Schlei. There is a story that a Saxon boy was annoying the Bulgarians workers, so they threw him off the roof and then immured his body in the cathedral walls. Or, the best apprentice was showing so much promise he threatened to eclipse his master, and in a fit of jealousy, the older man pushed him to his death. Or a young man working on the roof observed by chance some technique the master masons wished to keep secret leaving them no choice but to kill him.

Looking up from beside the building, you see a stone effigy of the victim fearfully confronting his fate.

The unfortunate, if mythical victim confronts his fate, Black Church BraÅŸov

Without evidence, I imagine it was once a nasty little story spread to denigrate the Bulgarians – ‘well you know what they’re like’ as people too often say of those they don’t know. But even today workers die on major construction projects, so is there a grain of truth somewhere? Maybe somebody fell without obvious cause and the rumour mill decided they were pushed. Nobody will ever know.

Dinner and Manoeuvres

During the afternoon soldiers gathered on Council Square, areas were marked out and there were preparations for some sort of display.

Going out for dinner, we found the tables and chairs outside may of the restaurants, including the one we had earmarked earlier, stacked up out of the way of the soldiers. The day had been warm, but overcast, and there was room inside, so we stuck to plan A.

We were pleased our aperitif È›uică (Romanian plum ‘brandy’) was served in a tumbler rather that the strange conical flasks favoured elsewhere, but there was little else to recommend the meal. My duck and pickled cabbage was alright, but could have done with something else on the plate and ,,,

Duck and Cabbage, BraÅŸov

…Lynne’s pork with stuffed cabbage and sauerkraut disappointed her. The pork she described as ‘bits of ham,’ and she disliked both the stuffed cabbage and the accompanying yellow dome of polenta, though she enjoyed the sauerkraut and sour cream. You win some, you lose some, but we eaten sufficient, drunk a good bottle of local red and not paid much, so we were happy enough as we left.

Pork and Sauerkraut,BraÅŸov

Outside (sunset in June is well after 9 o’clock) we found soldiers getting into position. I wondered briefly if they were forming a firing squad for the chef, but I should not be so mean. June the 9th is the feast of St Peter and St Paul – hardly an excuse for a military display – and, I have learned, the Day of the Romanian Military Police. All over the country there are ceremonies, and events showcasing their skills and celebrating their service at home and abroad.

The army forms up, Council Square, BraÅŸov

We returned to our hotel, not quite interested enough to find out what they were doing. Whatever it was, they did it reasonably quietly and had it all packed away by morning.

Epilogue

Our sojourn in the land of the Transylvanian Saxons was nearly complete and we would soon return to Wallachia. We have seen the works of these industrious people everywhere, but we have not met a single Transylvanian Saxon.

What Happened to the Transylvanian Saxons?

Since the 12th century, Hungarian kings periodically invited Germanic settlers to help defend their southeastern border against the Cumans and later the Ottomans. These people became known as ‘Transylvanian Saxons,’ though few were actually Saxon.

They performed their defensive duties, as Rupea’s fortress and Biertan’s fortified church testify, while interpolating themselves as a middle class of artisans and merchants between the Hungarians landowners and the Romanians peasants.

In 1800 Transylvanian Saxons living in self-governing communities comprised 10-12% of Transylvania’s population

Despite political upheavals the creation of Romania in 1856, the First World War destroying the Austro-Hungarian Empire, and Transylvania becoming part of that Romania in 1920 - the Transylvanian Saxons lost some of their autonomy, but little else changed.

Romania kept out of WWII until 1941 when the Germans marched through to attack the USSR, conscripting many Transylvanian Saxons on the way. In 1944 they retreated chased by the Red Army. The Russians rewarded many surviving Saxons with a few years in Siberia. Not all returned. By 1950 Transylvanian Saxons made up only 4% of the population

Romania under Communism was no fun, but getting in and out was difficult. In 1989 everything changed,

Given freedom of movement, almost all remaining Saxons, some of whom had been in Transylvania for 30+ generations, returned to Germany where the constitution granted immediate citizenship. Their dialect, an old-fashioned German with abundant Hungarian and Slavic loan words, was indecipherable to other Germans, but they adapted quickly. At first, they spoke the old dialect among themselves, but now Transylvanian Saxon is considered endangered.