Many years ago, I was listening one morning to my Rocky Horror Show tape in the kitchen of the student house I lived in at the time. One of my housemates came into the romm. I said to him, “Richard, I answered that phone call from your father last night and noticed he had quite a strong accent. Where’s he from?” Richard said, “He’s from Transylvania, actually.” Guess what song was playing on the tape at that moment?
As I was taking this in, the phone rang and I went to answer it. It was Dervla Murphy, the travel writer, who I was doing some business with at the time. She was apologising that she couldn’t make it to the next of our scheduled meetings because she was travelling to do research for her next book, Transylvania and Beyond.
I’ve never been to Transylvania myself though I’ve been to both Hungary and Romania a few times.