During the night, the ship had moored at Cernavoda: we were at the beginning of the Danube delta.

After breakfast, we took the coaches to Constanta on the Black Sea. We passed more horses and carts, and some horses ploughing fields but again Cosmic would not let us stop to take photographs. The Romanians seem to have a very hard life. We also saw storks. Cosmic was surprised at our interest in them as he had no idea that England had no storks, so common are they in Romania. Finally we arrived in Constanta: first impressions were not encouraging...

Comic took us to the local museum. Rather to our surprise, it was small but very good, with some excellent Roman glassware, jewellery and statues, all dating from the 1st Century. There was also pair of charming Neolithic statues nicknamed "the thinker and his wife" (no photos allowed).

...but went on instead to the Cathedral of Sts Peter and Paul. It was very Byzantine and rather good. A shaft of light from a broken window in the dome shot dramatically diagonally across the nave.

We continued on to the sea front – we had finally arrived at the Black Sea! We walked past the casino along the front for a while enjoying the hot sunshine but eventually it was time to return to the coach.

The coach went up the coast to Mamaia, a seaside resort town, for another coffee break – at 12:00!

Then back on the coach to Murfatlar for lunch and a wine tasting session in a winery. There were 8 Romanian wines and 9 courses of traditional Romanian food, and of course, the obligatory folk music and dancing. It was, in truth, rather good (if a tad camp), and I loved the sound of the cymbalom. They played a selection of old Romanian folk music, including extracts from "Carmen", "Fiddler on the Roof" and "New York, New York". Unfortunately, there was no explanation about the food and wine – indeed you had to grab the bottle from the waitresses to see what it was they were serving. And yet again, no attempt to sell you any after the meal.