Not all stories have a happy ending. They don’t have to. I can’t tell you that everything is wonderful. It both is and it isn’t. I can tell you what happened instead. We decided to leave Hungary. We decided to return to Canada. In total we spent six months in that lovely country. We tookContinue reading “Change”
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December.
It’s pretty cold and grey outside. In our apartment we have good old, and somewhat updated, radiators under most windows. It has been a hoot trying to figure our how this heating system works. There is a wireless remote control that activates the boiler in the pantry that circulates hot water through the radiators. EachContinue reading “December.”
Something.
I sit on a bus stop bench waiting to transit to work. To my right across the street a low green tiled roof bank building. It looks oddly Japanese with its wide roof and high peaks. I am in Hungary. There are a few ten-storey apartments that crowd the roadway. Panel houses, they are called.Continue reading “Something.”
Neighbours
What a start it’s been to life in Hungary. A walk in the city reveals many hidden things: like this view of a dated inner city courtyard. Days have consisted of: Seeing family. Going shopping and finding out where to find the best deals in town are (like TESCO Extra out on Rókusi körút hereContinue reading “Neighbours”
Begin Again
Over the past months we have been waiting—and oh, so much has happened . . . Tomorrow we are attempting to travel again. Stay tuned for updates to follow. Hungary, here we come!
Auld.
Don’t ignore where the waves have borne you . . .
Japan.
Japan . . .
Eve.
Piping hot cabbage rolls – bacon, hot Hungarian smoked sausage included It is the day before Christmas Eve. Twenty-third. And what are we all up to? Well, as of this moment we have some version of A Christmas Carol movie a-playing in the background. Some version of muted holiday tunes a-tuning in the background fromContinue reading “Eve.”
Label.
So next time when you shop . . .
Szeged.
“–what’s travel without a few snaps?”
The Traveller's Typewriter 