When A True Story Comes To Life 6 Years After It Happened

Here`s a story I loved putting it in scene. When Lamonza contacted me asking me if I`ve ever owned one of their suitcases my answer was `yes`! I still own one and it has been my confident partner ever since a few years ago when on a winter evening I boarded a plane to move to Bucharest.

I don`t know how you feel about it but for me Lamonza is just like Rom Chocolate or Magura cake. An evergreen item that reminds me of a moment in time when something meaningful happened in my life. You know, it has always been there, before me growing into a snobbish brat and discovering other brands.

This weekend Serban and I escaped the city for the mountains. And so, my recreation of a long time adventure I lived with this suitcase brand started…

It was in 2008, I was not dressed like a mad demoiselle as today but in the wilderness, as today, with this suitcase, getting to my friends lodge. The trouble was that I had told the driver who was supposed to get me there to leave me near another lodge. I`ve mixed things up and ended at 10 km far from the place I should have been.

Phoned my friends but no one answered so after a few minutes of waiting and no car passing I decided to walk there. Carrying my bag with me. There`s no success on a bumpy road for a midget with a suitcase.

My salvation was a man who was ridding his horse and offered to give me a lift. On it`s horse…

Photos by Serban Cristea at Popasul Craiului- National Park Piatra Craiului

Long story short, I had to choose between my luggage or me because the horse was not going to carry both of us. He was afraid of me carrying the suitcase on him.

And here`s me in front of this 2 options:

Option 1 – to leave the suitcase there, get on the horse, arrive at the lodge and return after my suitcase.

- Ohh, but my things? What if someone will steal my luggage? No.no.no! Out of the question!

Option 2 – Carry the luggage on the horse and me walking beside it

- But 10 km by foot? A couch potato like me? Ok, fine, as long as I have my luggage with me…

And after 3 hours, I`ve made it. I have arrived at the lodge, with my luggage and stuff intact, with a nerve wrecked horse and a horse owner who said he can`t wait to tell this happening to his grandparents.

So yes, I am fond of my Lamonza luggage. I am fond of all the memories I lived with it and I am never giving it up for good not for a million other shiny suitcases.

Ana von Banana