One of the things I like about Budapest is how old stuff seems to drift through its narrow corridors in more abundance than other places. And when the Lomtanalitas is town (where people …
Its funny the things most of us stop doing as we grow up. Things somehow forever associated with childhood. The instruments we played, the sports we enjoyed, the art we made. These things …
There is a great little Hungarian word for which there is no satisfactory equivalent in Engligh. It is ‘Ugyes’ (pronounce that Ooojesh). It is commonly used to tell someone they did something well …