tisdag 23 juli 2013

130722 On a train to Zürich.

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You can really see the landscape changing. That’s one of the parts I love about Travelling by train.

Just entered Germany from Austria and in five hours I’ll be in Zürich where my brother and also my mom and dad will meet me at the station. Passed a town called Traunstein. Amazingly cute. I might come back one day and take a look around.

If you did read the last post I should tell you that I left the tube in Salzburg. And that I am on antibiotics and that I feel much better. Though every time I enter a train toilet I get a subtle feeling of panic and like I want to throw up. And I’m still afraid of that my face would get swollen again

Slept for a while. Woke up. Slept again. 20.58. Right now we stopped in St Anton am Arlberg.

And the two last days in Budapest?

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She took me to a Hungarian pub-crawl yesterday. Yeah, her pub-crawl. Amazing places and amazing that loads of things here reminds me of my childhood. A lot of things remind me of my grandma. Right now I am sitting outside in the sun by Ás house. It’s outside of the city center and how we got here with her car yesterday in the middle of the night after both had been drinking..? One can call a driver to drive your car for you. It’s crazy and I was so amazed yesterday when we sat in the car and a stranger came out of another car came up to Ás car and sat down on the driver’s seat. We drove away. Following the other car which led the way to Ás place. I was amazed, I wanted to ask for his name, he didn’t understand. I wanted to chit chat with him, telling him he was a really good driver, but he didn’t understand. À told me that I should stop trying because he does not understand English. I turned to her and told her how much I was amazed. I got carried away. Haha.

In the backyard of Ás house in the sun. Listening to her neighbors talk. Hungarian. A totally not understandable language. But it’s interesting to listen to.
Want to go to a museum today. National of a Photo gallery. The national has an exhibition with Hungarian masks. A temporary. The photo exhibition is a famous news photographer.

Tomorrow I want to take a boat ride on Danube before I leave this town and this country. It feels weird to travel like this. I am looking forward to see my brother in Zürich. And my mom and dad are there now too until the 24th.

Everything reminds me of grandma. I walk into a room in this house and the overall impression feels like stepping into a time warp. I wouldn’t stop talking about it yesterday. Even the smell. Familiar. And lovely. Old. Safe. Comfortable. At home.

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We never got to any exhibitions. And no boat ride either. We went to her parents place and said hello to her dogs and then we went in to town and there was some kind of festival/marketplace, on Buda side of the Danube, with music and small stands with Hungarian food, liquor and stuff.

We stayed there, had Langos, a Hungarian Pastry and walked along the Danube. We dipped our feet in the river, first time ever, for both of us actually. We left the market and went to stroll along the Danube looking for a boat to catch, too late, and instead we sat down on a staircase facing the river and talked for hours.

Into the city center and we managed to drink a lot of Hungarian liquor in as many bars.

On Sunday we went to a local store and bought loads of Hungarian things for breakfast and I ate most of it actually… I bought one of those amazingly big loafs of bread that I had seen in many places. I knew I had to have one. Slow day. And fun. We went to the railway station, Á had a frappe and I had a milkshake. After that I stepped on the train and slept before the pain started…


The air is getting thinner. My water bottle is creasing.

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