>Everyone in that area was watching yugoslavian television back then because there was nothing to watch on romanian television. I have some friends here who came from the serbian side of Banat.

On the border crossing at Jimbolia, Romanian side, there were three high antennas on the customs building... all three of them pointing to Belgrade. We once waited some two hours because there was an important footbal match, between Zvezda and don't remember who. The whole customs office was watching it, and the soldiers on the guard had to, well, come closer to the cars so they'd hear it on the radio.

>I am impressed you still have some stuff from Ceausescu period lol. It must have been very good quality( well, for export, everything was first class).

This was not export... unless you count my driving it across the border. I bought it in a regular shop... I think the street was Draperul Roşu, in Timişoara, or was it the shop... mmm.

>I remember small-time smuggling:) People made a fortune carrying gallons of gas from Jimbolia to Yugo.

Now that's nineties. At that time I was working in Hungary, and you should have seen how Hungarian smugglers were organized. They'd have one lady drive a car with a little trailer with about 600l of gasoline in barrels. They'd fill their tanks from her, get into the line, and as soon as they crossed, they'd sell it to their partners over there, and go immediately back for the next round. On a good day, they'd make four or five rounds, and their cars all had 200l tanks. They'd leave three cars by the road overnight, so in the morning they'd just jump in, and the cars were about 100-200m from the no man's land. By that time the line may have been a kilometer long already. I've once seen no car being let through for about ninety minutes in either direction - there was a porn on TV Beli Manastir (in the then so-called "Republika Srpska Krajina", which was just about 20km to the west. We later heard from the gas smugglers that complete crews on both sides of the border were watching it.