napszállta

My favorite Hungarian word is napszállta. Nap-sal-ta, it's pronounced. The day my grandfather died, my dad drove me back to my apartment in Budapest from Izsák. I had been helping him make funeral arrangements. As we drove, the sun began to set. "Napszállta. That means sunset, right?" I asked him. Yes, he told me. "So …

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three weeks in budapest

Autumn crashed into Budapest today. I've been here about three weeks, and today was the first time that the weather dipped below the 70s. The skies are overcast and it's a little bit rainy, but I don't mind. It's perfect running weather. This afternoon I finally started jogging (erm, wheezing as I tried and failed …

mark my words

In 10 years, I'm going to be completely fluent in French, Polish, and Hungarian (and English, of course). One Romance language, one Slavic language, one Finno-Ugric language, and one Germanic language. Quadruple threat, baby.  

trash

In an attempt to clean up and revamp this silly little blog, I've gone through and read all of my posts since summer of 2013. I deleted and unpublished several posts. Things I wrote for school, stuff I no longer agree with. Moved 'em to the trash, ladies and gentlemen and non-conforming friends. But. Y'all. …

fears

One thing I'm really nervous about re: this big Hungary move: The sexism. And ageism. And here's the usual disclaimer: Not every man is a pig in Hungary — that's not what I mean at all. There are plenty of lovely men in Budapest. Etc, ec.  But the culture is different. It's more acceptable to …