Imagine a small town. A small town in the middle of Romania. A place which is quite unknown to other cities nearby. And imagine something spectacular is happening there. Something big. Something uncommon. Something of summer.
Imagine this is real. You’re still with me?
Welcome to Întorsura Buzăului, known as the coldest place in Romania. And known as.. Well, that’s mostly it. But if you take the train from touristic Braşov to this town, you will immediately be stunned by the amazing landscape on your way. High mountains, green meadows, small colorful villages, and old tunnels lead you to the almost unpronounceable Întorsura.
So what’s up there? If you were there last weekend, you experienced it all yourself. The Buzău river led you to an area outside of the town, where some thirty tents already took their place. And even more people. For what to happen? For a thing of summer. For…
Aha. So? Let’s have a look at all those people, who are they? Open and curious persons of Întorsura, happy and adventurous people of towns around, and some crazy but strong people of different countries. Altogether they are enjoying a bonfire under a sky full of stars, waiting for many more things to happen.
Because the next day it’s the 18th of July. This date was set for a long time in the heads of those foreign people. A year ago they arrived in Romania, to volunteer for the organization Mirakolix in Braşov. To organize different activities and events for kids and youngsters, to let them experience new things, to experience themselves new things, to make ideas happen. And to make one big idea happening again: the second edition of a festival at the end of their stay in this small town in the middle of Romania.
After a long time of looking forward, of creating and shaping thoughts, of struggling, of new insights, of helping each other out, of being completely out of ideas.. Happiness and frustration went hand in hand and surprises – good and bad – came out of the blue. After all this, time had come to put things into practice and to roll.
Also because of an organized camp beforehand many helping hands made it happen that 18th and 19th of July were full of activities: from board games to belly slides, from orienteering through the forest to building towers of beer boxes, from mandala and origami to creating jewelry. Printing T-shirt and bags, painted faces. Bike competitions for the small and taller ones. Zip lining over the festival area. Flying dogs. Get inspiration from movies and exhibitions.
Chopping wood and tomatoes for pizza in the evening. Taking baths in the river while Argatu is performing in the background. Firefighting. Even more fighting but in medieval style. And a lot of energy involved in performances of talented known and unknown artists. Energy of artists such as Offcompany, Petra Acker, Treipic Breaks & Pietonu, Acustica, Flavius Hosu, and our old friend Alizarina. Energy which merged together with the audience one, to send all lights and music out to again a sky full of stars.
And even more. What happened can be mentioned, what was felt could only be experienced. Or maybe not even. It felt like magic. Seeing so many people altogether enjoying their time, either by playing, creating, relaxing, running, biking, singing, drinking, or dancing. Seeing so many smiles. Feeling the warmth literally and figuratively. Not thinking about difficulties anymore but being in ecstasy of experiencing to the fullest.
People met each other. People talked with each other. They got connected. All because something was happening. It was something, a thing of summer, something different.