The other day I was telling this young (late 20's) guy I work with about going to school in Mexico the summer I turned 16. My mother drove me to the University of Missouri where I got on a bus (with no toilet!) with a bunch of other high school and college students none of whom I had met before. The bus took us to Monterrey Mexico. We stayed 6 or 8 weeks and telphoning home was not an option (at least not one of which I was aware.) I remember going horseback riding and drinking water out of a yard hose on a farm.

He was flabbergasted that my parents allowed such a thing!!