Since its inauguration on May 1, 1963, the stadium has undergone numerous modifications
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At present, with a capacity of over 32,000 seats, the "Dan Păltinișanu" stadium in Timișoara was the second largest stadium in Romania, being surpassed in size only by the National Arena in Bucharest.
Since its inauguration on May 1, 1963, the stadium has undergone numerous modifications, both in terms of its name (having been known by several names over time: "1 Mai", "Politehnica", "Silviu Bindea", "Dan Păltinișanu") and in terms of its appearance (the introduction of a modern nocturnal lighting system, an automatic irrigation system, the acquisition of an electronic scoreboard, etc).
Initially, the great Timisoara stadium could accommodate almost 40,000 spectators on benches with wooden seats, but after the stadium was modernized and seats were installed, its capacity decreased to 32,000 seats.
The "Dan Păltinișanu" stadium in Timișoara has traditionally been the home of the football team Politehnica Timișoara, and the current name of the sports facility has honored the memory of the famous footballer and captain of Politehnica since 1995, Dan Păltinișanu, who wore the white-violet colors for ten seasons.
Over time, the Timișoara stadium has hosted various sports competitions, concerts, or propagandistic events organized by the communist regime. Top European and world football teams such as Real Madrid, Juventus Turin, Celtic Glasgow, and Atletico Madrid have played on the stadium's lawn over time. The stadium has also been the host of the Romanian national football team on several occasions. In 1984, it hosted the concert of Yugoslav soloist Lepa Brena, being at the time one of the most impressive shows held in communist Timișoara.
The "Dan Păltinișanu" Stadium is part of the public domain of Timiș County, currently being managed by the Service Provision Directorate within the Timiș County Council.
In the near future, the demolition of the old Timișoara stadium is planned and its replacement with a new and modern stadium, which will benefit from all the facilities of a contemporary European arena.
Bibliography:
- https://dpstimis.ro/servicii/stadionul-dan-paltinisanu - site accessed on march 2023
- http://venusbnb.ro/informatii-utile/stadionul-dan-paltinisanu - site accessed on march 2023
- https://adevarul.ro/stiri-locale/timisoara/47-de-ani-de-istorie-pe-stadionul-dan-1356577.html - site accessed on march 2023
- "Red Flag", Year XIX, no. 5701, Timisoara, 3 May 1963.
Dan Paltinișanu Stadium and recreation area
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"Right after Peter left, I used to go swimming in the evenings. It was my secret "therapy", with which I defended myself against the fear with which I woke up every morning, of another day beginning, the difficulty of starting over, fatigue, the cold...
From the outside, no visible sign. Masks, choreography, the protective blanket of a conventional language, however, the more "correct" the days were, with all the expected mechanical gestures, the deeper the night was. The more numerous the surrounding world, the greater the loneliness.
Time had to be tricked. The "trick" that worked for me was swimming, with the control of movement up to the length of the arm. I used to go to Hall 2. One pool lap, another, and another, and another... until I was exhausted. The thought extended only to the end towards which I was striving: a basin and another. I arrived home exhausted. Sleep was slowly returning. I lost weight. In a way, it seemed like I had gotten younger. I applied swimming therapy until the rhythm of the new life settled in the uterus. For about five years. With the biennale, I exchanged swimming therapy for work.
Even today, the work is more practical. Unfortunately, I gave up swimming."
Excerpt from Renewed Days 17. Pages of (pseudo)correspondence. April 16 – June 19, 2019, manuscript volume by Sorina Jecza
King
by Darius Mihai Mihaiioară, 6th grade
"Grigore Moisil" Theoretical High School Timișoara
A king in a palace asked his servant to create a time machine for him to see what the palace would look like in 1000 years' time. After many failed attempts, the servant succeeded in creating the time machine, and the king entered it and selected the option to go to exactly the same place he was then, but 1000 years from now.
When he opened his eyes, he found himself in a small square.
- The king asked.
- You are in Timisoara, in Liberty Square, said a man who was walking there.
- What Timisoara? This must be Portingham Palace.
The lord proved to be a nice man and guided the king all over Timișoara, starting with the city center.
- This is Timisoara's Center, one of the most beautiful places in Timisoara and here is Timisoara's Opera.
The King was impressed by the center of this modern city, noticing the tall, colorful buildings that he hadn't seen even in children's stories. They walked on towards the Dan Paltinișanu stadium:
- What is this building?
- It's a soccer field called Dan Paltinisanu.
- What is football? asked the king.
- A game with a ball you have to put into a goal.
The king looked at the land and noticed that it was the size of the courtyard of his castle. He remembered his home and it made him homesick. I wonder what else happened in the palace?
But going on, the king saw a park, and in the park were some strange things, which his guide told him were slides, trampolines, and a maze twisted like a math problem, used by children for play. I thought he'd heard there was a maze in Paris, in the royal gardens, but he didn't have one.
- What is this place called? asked the king.
- Children's Park, one of the most beautiful parks in Timisoara, made for children and parents.
There were many trees in the park, all with bushy crowns that gave the landscape a charming charm.
On the way back to the Centre, the two realized that they had a lot in common, as they both loved their city and their country. Back in Liberation Square, the King and his guide could hardly part as they had formed a close friendship.
- How beautiful Timisoara is, said the king. I am really looking forward to the future of this land. I would stay, but I must return to my palace.
- It's a shame we're breaking up. Most likely we'll never meet again, but I'm glad we got to know each other.
The King entered the time machine and selected the same place, but in 1024. When he got back, he told the court how the future would look and how beautiful Timisoara was. As a souvenir, he also made a labyrinth in the palace courtyard and a small soccer field.
Timisoara in time
by Mara-Gabriela Pakai, 11th grade
"Grigore Moisil" Theoretical High School Timișoara
On a sunny day in August, crows occasionally created a cloud of shadow over Timisoara's parks, but in the Central Park another kind of shadow was falling, one caused by screams:
- I never want to see you again! Go home.
- Fine! I only came here for you, but if you don't appreciate that, I'm going as far away from you as I can, so I can finally relax!
- You bet! That it's so hard for you to get out of your comfort zone that at any inconvenience you run away!
***
The two vacationers in love showed no signs that their romantic trip would be a success. Ema and Mihnea decided to celebrate their one-year anniversary with a trip to all of Romania's big cities in the summer before the start of their first year at university. It was more Ema's wish, but Mihnea, being head over heels in love, accepted, seeing the trip as a good opportunity to get to know his girlfriend better.
They arrived in Timisoara, where Emma's parents had met 30 years ago. In her purse, decorated with trinkets and filled with scribbled papers, things found on the street and forgotten candies, Ema had also put a little folder with pictures and maps that her parents had kept in their memory boxes. They had just left the train station and were on their way to their accommodation at the hotel of the same name in the heart of Timișoara. They were to spend three days discovering the beautiful European cultural capital of 2023 and recreating the images Ema had received from her parents.
The town, however, had been undergoing subtle changes all this time, and what seemed like a fairytale place in her parents' stories may have lost some of its old charm. How will the girl react when she realizes she can't relive all the memories of her parents?
***
Mihnea put the map of the city on the coffee table in the hotel room, which was barely whole from all the folds and creases of time, put a few more flyers advertising the week's events found at the reception desk, and tried to find the corresponding place for each yellowed picture of Emma's parents' vigorous young faces. In the meantime, she was preparing her outfits for the next few days as well as a backpack with snacks, external batteries, water, tissues and other possible necessities.
First stop was the National Theater. They didn't have far to walk, as the hotel is across the street from the theater building. Mihnea had bought surprise tickets for "A Lost Letter", one of Emma's favorite plays, as she loves comedies. In front of the entrance, Ema asked the guard to take a Polaroid of them. In the original one, you could barely make out the couple's small silhouettes seated in front of the grand building, with a streetcar on the left that had just passed them. Ema was surprised by the absence of the tracks that once crossed the square, but remained grateful for the peace and security their disappearance brought.
Just before she entered, Mihnea offered his darling the ticket for the play that was about to begin. Ema, who loves surprises, jumped for joy, clinging to her lover's neck.
In the break between acts, Ema realizes the lateness of the hour and begins to feel a stirring in her chest. She keeps going over and over, counting on her fingers how many goals she still had to check off. She tried to enjoy the show, but the long list of places she wanted to visit wouldn't let up.
- Mihnea, I appreciate the surprise and enjoyed the piece immensely, but you know that time is short and the list of goals is long. After today we only have two days left, but I only checked one item off the list!
- Ema, calm down, we have plenty of time, and now we're heading for the second objective, he said gently, stroking her back over the jacket he offered her.
- You're right... but from tomorrow we won't waste any more time! We'll make a timetable by the minute, she smiles, shivering from the cool breeze between the hypnotically paved streets.
***
The next day they explored most of Timisoara's important buildings. Ema ticked off each point on the list with almost childlike satisfaction, while Mihnea, slightly tired, felt himself being pulled around.
- I ran out of paper for the camera, says the girl perched on top of the bed, satisfied after a productive day in which she managed to make the most of every moment.
- Yes, you've really managed to exhaust everything today, replied Mihnea sourly.
- Tomorrow we can go to the mall and buy another package. I'm so happy that we managed to stop by the Weisz Palace, the Metropolitan Cathedral, the Youth House, the Stadium and the Rose Park. We visited 5 places in one day! We're great! Now I can show my folks the complete construction of the Youth House. Did you notice that in their picture, the workers in the back were hilarizing on camera?
- No, but I noticed how the map of the tram routes they gave you and you insisted that we use is completely wrong, how in the picture in front of the Cathedral your mother was holding a bag of anafra, but you didn't have the patience until the end of the mass, and how the Rose Park apparently doesn't exist anymore!
- Haha..., yeah... it was fun looking for the park. Luckily that old guy overheard us and replied that it's now called Rose Park, but it's the same thing. As for the Cathedral, you know we didn't have time to stay long! The trams were my mistake.
- I don't feel like we get to enjoy anything in this hurry and you insist so much on recreating a moment from another era that doesn't belong to you that it's becoming tiresome, Mihnea snaps.
- You're mean, good night.
***
In the morning, Mihnea didn't want to accompany Ema to visit the Polytechnic, where her father studied. After a few hours, the girl returned sulkily and forced her partner to go and get the paper for pictures while she strolled around the Student Complex. They arranged to meet by the cardinal points fountain at the Bastion.
- Their dorms are almost as cool as ours! Ema said, trying to lighten the mood.
- Look, they have an art exhibition! Mihnea notes excitedly, sipping from the coffee that Ema had bought him in the complex.
- No time. We still have to visit the downtown parks, have lunch at the Brewery and walk along the banks of the Bega. He turns his back and hands the camera to a gentleman at the entrance to the exhibition.
On the way to Central Park, Mihnea remained silent and sullen. Ema walked briskly while muttering something about the lack of flowers.
- Ema stop. If you're in such a hurry and refuse any proposal from me, you'd better continue your journey alone.
- What?
- I feel like an accessory! You're so stuck on your parents' story that we can't have our story! They wouldn't be happy if they knew how you do it.
- I can't believe you're telling me this! You knew what we were gonna do, and I told you it was gonna be a busy couple days! And of course I bring up my parents' story! If they didn't know each other like this, I wouldn't exist! Do you care that little?
- Emma, you don't understand, I...
- I never want to see you again! Go home. Ema interrupts him angrily.
- Fine! I only came here for you, but if you don't appreciate that, I'm going as far away from you as I can, so I can finally relax!
- You bet! That it's so hard for you to get out of your comfort zone that at any inconvenience you run away!
He left the park with the girl screaming behind him. Emma felt lonely and abandoned. She calls her sobbing mother and tells her everything that happened.
Mihnea nervously enters the hotel room and, gathering his luggage, accidentally scatters all the pictures that Ema had beautifully displayed on the bedside table. He remembers how dear she is to him, how important it is for her to discover the city thanks to which she came into the world, and how precious their relationship is. She realizes that his leaving Timisoara would have meant a parting, and this is the last thing she wants.
"To hell with the streetcars," he thinks as he hops in a cab to the Brewery. There he orders a packet of Emma's favorite food, two Timișoreana beers and a portion of papanași, the dessert her parents enjoyed on their first date. She found a place with beautiful nature on the banks of the Bega and laid out what would be a picnic. She calls Ema, but receives only the robotic voice of the voicemail, which feels like a punishment. She starts texting her, sending each sentence in chunks, hoping that the notifications will exasperate her and she'll read her messages.
Ema ends the call with her mother and walks in front of the Philharmonic, where there was to be a symphonic performance at 9 p.m., for which she had bought two tickets, to repay Mihnea for the surprise on the first day. The constant buzzing of her phone worked, interfering with her crying state, but reading annoyed at what appeared on the screen, she became grateful not to use the mute button.
***
Now the two of them were sitting on the banks of the Bega, eating the sweet-sour dessert together and making up. On a blanket borrowed from the hotel, they were quietly savoring the moment when a hydro-bike passed by.
- Do you want to join us? Ema asked.
- Normal!
- All right, but hurry up, we've got something to do later.
- Are you rushing me again? laughed Mihnea skeptically.
- I promise you'll love it.
The two were floating peacefully on the Bega river, the sunset shining in their eyes, finally satisfied with their visit to Timisoara, both happy that the city full of history, beauty and complicated stories, new and old, had strengthened their relationship.
