I have always enjoyed my trips to Romania, but I especially enjoyed taking teens over there. They would ask, “Where can I plug in my blow-dryer?” I would reply, “There might be electricity three houses over there.” But they were troopers and did very well. We were in Racoviţa near Fagaraş in the center of Romania in 1993. Three of our teenage girls were staying at a beautiful home – but they didn’t have indoor plumbing. And between the house and the outhouse were several hogs in the back yard. When the girls could wait no longer, they would ask the man of the house about the toilet and he would shoo away the pigs so the girls could use the facilities. What stories they had to tell when they got back home! We were in Salzburg at a modern hotel on the way back to the airport in Munich. Heather Tippitt was going to curl her bangs. She used an adapter for her curling iron, but forgot to use the converter. She curled her bangs around her curling iron, which was now on 220 volts! When she released the curling iron, I heard her squeal from the next room. By the time I got into the girls’ room to see what was going on, all three were laughing. Heather’s fried bangs were melted to her curling iron, which was lying on the table.
