Short Hop

The United Airlines flight from San Francisco to Frankfurt turned out to be hopelessly delayed, but we couldn't find out why. So Maggie and I decided that our best course of action was to plow ahead anyway.  We had to make our connection flight to Bucharest or lose it. 

Maggie waiting in Frankfurt

A short hop from Frankfurt to Bucharest

So we made the flight to the capital of Romania, went through customs for the first time, which was nothing compared to the previous time. This time they flipped through our passports, stamped them, and sent us on our way. Back in 1985 we had to have a prearranged visa, with actual paper tax stamps attached.  We also were required to purchase some Romanian money just to enter the country, which meant that one had to buy it right there at the airport.  We caught a bus that got us close to our hotel, wandered around for awhile. finally checked in, and went to bed. Just after midnight Oma Suzanne knocked on our door; they had made it.