Romania, and a very strange Bush Camp

Crossing into Romania was a piece of cake compared to what I was expecting. After a bit of confusion over the vignette (is it a bus or a truck or a camper?) we were on our way to find somewhere to camp. It's a case of pot luck sometimes and as I turned off the highway in search of somewhere quiet, I found the road i was on was getting narrower and narrower. It soon turned into a tiny gladed track and terminated at a large looking house, whose owner was happy to let us camp in his "garden". After a small amount of exploration we discovered that the "house" was in fact a railway station!