In the histroric county of Maramures, village life seems frozen in time.People still dress like their ancestors of two thousand years ago.
" When i think of Maramures, of our folklore, the accidental and too often incomplete way in which we maintain the old, I say that what we know and admire together with many foreigners, is perhaps but the few remaining and crumbs of the gods`banquet" - Constantin Noica ( philosopher, Romania).
