Daca sa poate
Sunday, May 18th, 2008I need a trim. But no matter where I wander along the beaches of Mamaia these days, it seems there’s no place to get a haircut.
Then again, all the seaside restaurants advertise fresh fish on their sidewalk chalkboard menus but don’t actually serve it. I suppose it’s a happily quirky tweenager of a burgeoning resort area just entering the squeaky voice period of its puberty. Give it ten years and this place will be smokin’ hot.
