Isaccea: Donde la Naturaleza se Encuentra con la Herencia en una Joya Escondida
Descubra Isaccea, un encantador pueblo pequeño en el condado de Tulcea, Rumanía, donde el río Danubio se encuentra con paisajes serenos. Esta joya escondida invita a los viajeros a explorar su rica historia, con ruinas antiguas y el cercano e impresionante Delta del Danubio, un sitio declarado Patrimonio de la Humanidad por la UNESCO que rebosa de vida silvestre diversa. Pasee por las orillas del río, saboree la gastronomía local y sumérjase en la vibrante cultura de este destino fuera de lo común. Ya sea que busque tranquilidad en la naturaleza o un vistazo al pasado histórico de Rumanía, Isaccea ofrece una escapada inolvidable para cada aventurero.
!['...defeated, I fell asleep on the way to Saon Monastery [Marcel knew that we could somehow camp on the monastery grounds]. He woke me up on a happy tone: <Come with me, I’ve just found the most incredible and peaceful spot for us to camp – we have to ask Mother Superior’s permission though, to get the car there, as well>. One sturdy woman – this Mother Superior. She immediately said yes, without expecting anything in return, and then she rode away in a motor boat that she was driving. To a person that’s not at all into priests, nuns, and the institution of the Church as a whole, Mother Superior’s attitude came as a surprise.
After pitch up, we started our paddling/discovery session on Lake Telincea. An adrenaline rush soon followed, as we were caught by the storm right in the middle of the lake. I could say that I made it to the pier by the skin and the teeth. I barely managed to try out my new mobile shower, because the heavy rain made it impossible for Marcel and I to have dinner anywhere else but inside our tent.
We woke up to a very cool morning: it seemed like we had bidden summer ‘farewell’ [even though we didn’t actually acknowledge its presence during 2014] and welcomed autumn.'
#waterlust #goldenhour](https://images.trvl-media.com/place/553248635943688759/d44d9221-a99a-403a-922c-f2e4b8fb7491.jpg?impolicy=resizecrop&rw=1920&ra=fit&ch=480)




























!['...defeated, I fell asleep on the way to Saon Monastery [Marcel knew that we could somehow camp on the monastery grounds]. He woke me up on a happy tone: <Come with me, I’ve just found the most incredible and peaceful spot for us to camp – we have to ask Mother Superior’s permission though, to get the car there, as well>. One sturdy woman – this Mother Superior. She immediately said yes, without expecting anything in return, and then she rode away in a motor boat that she was driving. To a person that’s not at all into priests, nuns, and the institution of the Church as a whole, Mother Superior’s attitude came as a surprise.
After pitch up, we started our paddling/discovery session on Lake Telincea. An adrenaline rush soon followed, as we were caught by the storm right in the middle of the lake. I could say that I made it to the pier by the skin and the teeth. I barely managed to try out my new mobile shower, because the heavy rain made it impossible for Marcel and I to have dinner anywhere else but inside our tent.
We woke up to a very cool morning: it seemed like we had bidden summer ‘farewell’ [even though we didn’t actually acknowledge its presence during 2014] and welcomed autumn.'
#waterlust #goldenhour](https://images.trvl-media.com/place/553248635943688759/d44d9221-a99a-403a-922c-f2e4b8fb7491.jpg?impolicy=fcrop&w=900&h=571&p=1&q=high)
