We found our way to Bran’s Castle via the city of Rasnov. We were surrounded by the majestic Carpathian Mountains, snow topped and covered with forests of blue spruce. The villages, with typical Transylvanian wood and rock homes of the western Romanian province, reminded me of Grandma’s cabin on the salt mountain in Wallachia, the southern province of Romania. Brown bears often visited our porch, looking for food. Wolves were howling at night, too close for comfort, their eyes shining in the dark. The winding roads with hairpin curves offered breathtaking views of different peaks, some rocky with sheer cliffs, and devoid of any vegetation. Dizzying ravines reminded us of what could happen at nightfall if our driving faltered. Rivers were discharging angry waters at the bottom of straight drops.

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