Sunday, 23 Sep: Iasi

We went to the Jewish cemetery to see visit my dad's mom tomb, who has been there for a long time. This was the least maintained most horrendous cemetery I had ever been too. It was literally impossible to see many of the grave stones, and it took the four of us a couple of hours to finally find my grandmother's gravestone (and that's given the fact that my parents knew where to look...). Ultimately, mom spotted the place..

We got to see my great grandfather's gravestone as well.

After the cemetery we headed to a place region called St. Sava, which is where my dad lived from the age of 11 to 24. Three houses were constructed in the mid 40's by my grandfather and a two of is partners, and each took one. They were all still there and occupied by one family (two sisters + 1 husband + 1 child) that bought and joint all three over the time (each house is pretty darn small). The interesting thing was that my dad knows them as he recalled when the sisters parents bought one house and remembered them since they were very little.

After the house thing, we went to the airport to drop Talmon, whose part in the trip has come to an end. The three of us then proceeded to the cultural palace and then walked around Stephen the Great str, which was closed for cars and had heaps of people.