The protest started at Universitate, then continued on the
boulevard connecting Piata Universitate to Piata Victoriei (where the
Government is located). After knocking at the Government’s door ( symbolically
only, sadly) and no one answered (of course), people returned to Piata
Universitatii where they sat on the pavement and for about five hours or more
they jammed with plastic bottles. It was some sort of political Woodstock and there was a
real feeling of joy. Even only for being together with some strangers around
you, on the main street of Bucharest,
in front of its highest hotel, who
looked huge seen directly from the ground, at 1 a.m. For me it was the best
party I’ve attended in months.
This is a raw audio piece I’ve stitched from the little
pieces recorded all through the evening and it ends with the drums-like plastic
bottle sound.
