(Photo of two display cases, one containing antique railroad equipment, the other a newer collection of model cars; the letters "CFR" can be read on a plate, indicating provenance.)
The Model Train Museum at the Sinaia train station also houses quirky but interesting mini-collections; one can tell it's the life work of real people.
(Photo of an intricate diorama depicting a small town, with a model train passing through at high speed; in the background, a small bar houses souvenirs and shelves with more exhibits.)
The Model Train Museum at the Sinaia train station invites people to stay awhile and socialize; there are thematic toys for kids to play with, and more.
(Photo of a large, intricate diorama depicting a small town, with a model train passing through at high speed; in the background, people can be seen watching a different section.)
The Model Train Museum at the Sinaia train station, a small private outfit, very cozy and personal; shown here: maybe 60% of the grand centerpiece.
(Photo depicting a statue in a garden: a mature woman of regal stature, wearing long flowing robes and a matching headdress, is seated in a chair, sewing a large, intricate piece of needlework.)
Queen Elisabeth of Romania, a.k.a. Carmen Silva, the poet queen, shown here as a maker instead, in her forever home at Castelul Peleş, Sinaia. May it last.
(A stone road with old ironwork lamp posts and railings climbs through a forest, towards a fairy tale castle barely visible among the trees. People walk past souvenir shops that lend color.)
The road leading up from Sinaia to Castelul Peleş is itself a bit of an experience. Also a bit of a tourist trap, though with good stuff and prices.
(A palace built in the style of old German architecture, with a central clock tower, appears to emerge from among the pine and fir trees behind it, on the background of not-so-distant mountains.)
Castelul Peleş, Sinaia, as seen across the front lawn at the top of the road leading to it from the town below, like a jewel completing the natural beauty.
(Photo of a pond almost completely covered in flowering water lilies that raise well above the water.)
Why does old architecture often feel so cozy and charmingly messy?