The Danube Delta at sunrise
We got up at 4:30 to see the pelicans. Nobody regretted it.
Mihai the boatman was waiting on the pier with a flask of tea. We set off in the dark, and as the sun rose about a hundred pelicans flew over us — so low we could hear their wings.
We had breakfast in the fishing village of Mila 23 with fish soup and polenta. Then everyone slept in the boat on the way back. Again next year — in May and September.
