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Day 306 - Battle in Budapest
... living not dying. Each day is anew and each night brings the same, and in its sweet turmoil I can feel the change welling up inside of me and overreaching its bounds. Pushing and testing and shifting the ground that I walk on and the paths that I’ve led. Never knowing the future but relishing the test. All is as it will be, this is just a glimmer in time. A specter of meaning in the grand scheme of something beyond ...
Time to Chillax!
... 7pm, I had instructions to head to the metro station next door and then transfer to a public bus two stops over. Heading out of the train station, it was very clear that the metro station was closed whilst undergoing repairs. Unperturbed, I headed out onto the streets - map in hand - towards the bus interchange. Naturally I overshot it by miles and ended up taking a wrong turn which left me with no ...
1 Czech crown equals 11 Hungarian...Farts
... friend Ethan (from "We're regulars at all the wrong places" and my entries from Belgium). Melissa and I planned to meet up with them on Thursday morning, taking the night train on Wednesday night. It all seemed to fit so perfectly. I don't know why I haven't been able to grasp the concept that when things seem to be too perfect, they probably aren't perfect at all.
So Melissa and I arrived at the train station in ...
Deliriously debauched and drunken doldrums
After arriving back from our sojourn in the hills, we did the touristy bit in Budapest... visiting the National Exhibition Gallery to see a Gustav Klimt exhibition along with work from others of the Vienna Secessionists, a trend that ...
1st day Buda, 2nd day Pest
... things happened and the museum was in the building where a lot of this stuff took place. It was really interesting, and pretty sobering too, I felt really lucky that I have never had to go through anything like what a lot people have had to go through in their lives. In the basement of the building were some of the prison cells where prisoners had been kept, interrogated, tortured and sometimes killed. Most of the cells had no windows, no bed, no toilet....really cruel. ...


