In Bucharest it's confusing. You took an Uber. I took a regular taxi. You go to the machine first for a number. Then wait outside in line. It was stressful as it was raining. Otherwise no problem. Took regular cabs. When my mother lived here between 1938 and 1940 it was called the Paris of the East. I agree it certainly is neither Prague nor Budapest.But so much better than in 1992 shortly after the Revolution. the food is now good compared to then.