8 years ago I went on a solo hiking trip to the Carpathian mountains in Transylvania. On one of the days, I boarded a train to a particular town to see a castle. About an hour and a half into the journey, the ticket inspector checked my ticket, and angrily told me in Romanian that this was the wrong train, and I was to disembark at the next stop (thanks to a helpful nearby passenger for translating this for me).
Turns out the next stop was an extremely remote and crumbling village called Augustin. On getting off the train, and trying to ask about other trains, the station agent laughed and resumed his conversation with his colleague.
I wandered around the village for some time, trying to find a way back to where I had come from, but the village was mostly empty.
I eventually got out after being stranded for a few hours, thanks to the help of a stranger, but at the time it felt like a pretty harrowing experience!
These are a few of my photos I took while I was in lovely downtown Augustin, Romania