The language barrier took on a whole new meaning today as we
headed to the next town to get haircuts. In a room full of Moldovans who only
speak Russian, we had a fun morning trying to describe how we usually have our
hair styled. We needn’t have worried though as the woman did a lovely job, and at
a fraction of the cost of what you pay back home!
Although on the whole the teams have been in good health, one girl was ill on the journey to Bucharest. We pulled up at the side of the
road in rural Romania. It was so touching as the family from the nearby house
invited us in and helped us out. I don’t expect they have a minibus of English
people on their doorstep all that often but they were the perfect hosts and
incredibly generous as they gave us all drinks and ensured we were all well
before wishing us on our way.
