The yellow Light of Sighisoara

Last week there was the perfect autumn weather: In the morning it was enormously foggy, when Mahila, Jennifer, Kike and me started our trip to Sighisoara, a small beautiful medieval town between the hills of Transilvania. During the journey the sun broke through the mist, which slowly faded away. We saw a small fortress hovering above a stripe of fog in a village – the perfect transilvanian fantasy.
Then we arrived Sighisoara and there was a blue sky without any clouds and the view was beautiful. We discovered the meandering streets, made of plump smoothy stones, and the colorful houses: light blue, pink, peach… All-over there was the smell of yellow colored leafs which created a very special light at this afternoon.

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