Well, I've got a few things of interest that I can pick out for the blog.

I'm supposed to mention that when we went out to meet Len last week, there were people dressed up as zombies and other nasty things on the stairs of our block of flats. They were just standing still, holding cakes, saying nothing. They looked brilliantly realistic and terribly scary, I didn't want to drag up the memories but Peter harangued me till I mentioned it. Happy now?

It was decided that it was about time we took the tripod and the big camera up to the top of Gellért Hegy. The photos which resulted can only be appreciated truly in all their pixel glory, so click on any of the following to view them full size:









They're the best ones, but we got loads more.

We're currently cooking some Hungarian Galuska Pörkölt. The stew part is simmering away on the burning mouth of the bitch. I mean, "Betsy", sorry sweetie darling. Kiss kiss. However, the Galuska part is a bit more difficult:



Last night we went to see William Shakespeare's 'The Merchant of Venice', which was brilliant. It was almost as good as the set of streets we found on the same night. They were the perfect "generic James Bond Eastern European location" streets, complete with little cobbled courtyards here and there.



We also found this bar/cafe:



With Shakespeare in mind, this cafe caused "much to do about nothing" (Rah rah rah - Ed). Zappa has placed us within yet another existential predicament. We thrashed it out and decided that the only way out was to start "The Great Frank Zappa Experiment". For one week, all we're going to listen to is Frank Zappa. Both me and Peter feel we don't "get" some of his music, but after such prolonged exposure it might become clear. Well, as clear as one can get without a small supply of soft drugs.


Really cool picture Peter took in the Metró

We got a letter from home. It was the nicest tasting letter we've had yet. However, we must call out to the good people and beg for more. We need Pear Drops, how else are we supposed to carry on living without them?



And, finally, people have been asking about the "Bush People". Who are they? What do they want? Why do they want my tasty snacks?

Well, this picture might help:



Or not. Stay Tuned. More next blog.

- Philip + Peter

P.S. We've found a new way of getting the shopping done:



P.P.S. We've also been experimenting with vitamin pills: