The Irish (as in one Irish lady with a cello) take Bucharest
Conversation between myself and Laura, my Romanian friend, earlier this month: Me: Guess what? I'm going to be in Bucharest for St. Patrick's. I'm bringing green stuff. Her: What? St Patrick's?? What is that? I don't think we celebrate this day here. Me: I think I will bring a green wig. Her: No. This is not a thing here. Do not bring the wig. Me: How about a shamrock tiara? I saw it at Target. I'll bring you the tiara and we will drink green beer. Her: Green beer?! Huh? No, we do not have green beer here. And don't bring the tiara. Me: Do you think there will be a parade? Her: Why would we have a parade? We have no Irish people here.