We Landed in Budapest after a very pleasant flight on easy jet, which is thanks to vicious grabbing of the front seats. Ultimate leg room, ultimate value.
We went to the Tescos on the first night - which is also the biggest Tescos in the world. It's fun but so big it takes about 15 minutes just to find bread. Peter often gets treated like an idiot when he asks for things in his Hungarian. This is due, i am told, to his "excellent" pronunciation, but sub-par lexicon. However, both of us had problems expressing the shock we felt when walking past the fish tank and, right in front of us, we discover a massive dying cod. Flapping about and trying to scream for help. It's calls were answered when an attendant came along and chucked it back in the tank. Animal rights are strong in Budapest.
We would have a video of the aforementioned event, had peter not got so excited that he dropped his phone and the memory card clunked against the steel plated floor of sadness.
Paying for our items at the very reasonable price of 9,800 ft we were also sold a story of how much better it is to work in England. It was so cheap we expressed a little slab of joy. The lady told peter "yes, for you, not for me!" to which a rather scared peter replied "I don't know what to say" we left, quickly.
The ingredient bought from Tescos were the components for a rather over-cooked bowl of Chile Con Carne. It may have the texture wallpaper paste but at least I'm not dead. Yet.
I bought a Hungarian espresso coffee making thing. It works via pressure and evaporation. The coffee is "Nagyon Eros" - very strong. But that's how I like it. If I didn't have my black gold I'd probably kill peter in the morning. He produces energy "the natural way". Well, bully for him.
The entire BKV city transport network is ran by butch, blonde, lesbians. And they would not give me my 60% off standard rates month pass. Despite how much we smiled. A pox on them.
I can't think of anything else really. We went to the kultiplex ruin bars and watched some bands on the big screens. Now we're setting up a sound system in the front room. I'm off to learn some more Hungarian and see how Peter is getting on.
- Till next time.
here's me cooking:
2006-10-19 Betsy Cooks Chili Con Carne
We went to the Tescos on the first night - which is also the biggest Tescos in the world. It's fun but so big it takes about 15 minutes just to find bread. Peter often gets treated like an idiot when he asks for things in his Hungarian. This is due, i am told, to his "excellent" pronunciation, but sub-par lexicon. However, both of us had problems expressing the shock we felt when walking past the fish tank and, right in front of us, we discover a massive dying cod. Flapping about and trying to scream for help. It's calls were answered when an attendant came along and chucked it back in the tank. Animal rights are strong in Budapest.
We would have a video of the aforementioned event, had peter not got so excited that he dropped his phone and the memory card clunked against the steel plated floor of sadness.
Paying for our items at the very reasonable price of 9,800 ft we were also sold a story of how much better it is to work in England. It was so cheap we expressed a little slab of joy. The lady told peter "yes, for you, not for me!" to which a rather scared peter replied "I don't know what to say" we left, quickly.
The ingredient bought from Tescos were the components for a rather over-cooked bowl of Chile Con Carne. It may have the texture wallpaper paste but at least I'm not dead. Yet.
I bought a Hungarian espresso coffee making thing. It works via pressure and evaporation. The coffee is "Nagyon Eros" - very strong. But that's how I like it. If I didn't have my black gold I'd probably kill peter in the morning. He produces energy "the natural way". Well, bully for him.
The entire BKV city transport network is ran by butch, blonde, lesbians. And they would not give me my 60% off standard rates month pass. Despite how much we smiled. A pox on them.
I can't think of anything else really. We went to the kultiplex ruin bars and watched some bands on the big screens. Now we're setting up a sound system in the front room. I'm off to learn some more Hungarian and see how Peter is getting on.
- Till next time.
here's me cooking:
2006-10-19 Betsy Cooks Chili Con Carne
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