We rock on the Carpathian roads for hours. The car, rented a mobile home in Bucharest, has slick tires and squeals painfuly at every turn. We don't know yet that only one headlight is working. 

We underestimated the time we need to drive on those moutain roads.
The tension is growing in the cockpit. We need a break and park in Poiana Marului.

The air of the mountain refresh our minds. 
If our ambicious itinerary is incompatible with the dolce vita, we will fix it.