The bustling city is alive. The stimulation of crowds and traffic create energy that challenges the human spirit. Possibly that is why the city resident shows the image of an upset, stressed out and unfriendly person.
But that was not my case. Young, restless, eager to make a difference, I was trying to open my method through the congested streets, loud and indifferent individuals. You could smell the excitement. Unfortunately, the festivity would not last too long. The harmony of the nation life that appealed my mind was taped history. Bucharest, distinguished.
The large amalgamation of cultures and ages comes together splendidly and uniquely and is easily recognizable by merely looking at the things that render a city– the buildings. The method they were set up, the design that is embedded in them, and even the political statements that they seem to shout, all of it makes the architecture of Bucharest extraordinary. I began wondering the streets and found myself astonished that beyond all the hostile appearance I could observe the 3 most popular designs of architecture that might be seen in Romania’s capital.
The old fashioned and timeless design of the baroque age that transformed Bucharest into the Paris of the East; The totalitarian and dominant style of the communist routines and the style that immediately followed: modern-day Romanian architecture. The baroque and romantic years swept through the East and quickly craftsmens of all sorts were starting journeys of innovative freedom that permeated all aspects of life. Architecture was no exception. Around Bucharest, gargoyles loomed, guarding elaborately arched windows.
The city horizon began to brim with decorated roofings, high and sweeping, shingled with coppers and stained woods. The sight of middle ages architecture that made it through the communism, combined with modernism, provided a special significance to this city. Although the enjoyment is far from gone as the buildings collapsed in people’s indifference, I still discover myself caught in the magic that Bucharest motivated me from the start, to live and learn and mainly attempt to make it through. I can not say it is the best city I have actually ever seen. Far from being house, for me it was the very best place to get lost in.