we traveled to some small village in old, old, old school hungary where we were to spend the night with some nice family. they weren't home, but the random guy in the street we asked knew them, of course, and where they were. so we snatched him up and he showed us to the party. he smelled like booze and B.O. :)
the minister who was opening his house to us, calman, was cooking up a storm for everyone. meat and meat and other meat.
arnold pretended it was weird, but that fool ate that meat in less than a minute.
there were some pentecost festivities to choose a king.
a gypsy kid won the race and was crowned with his hungarian (non-gypsy) girlfriend. in that part of the world hungarians and gypsies don't hate each other's faces and guts. it was so refreshing to see everyone of whatever color getting along together. more like home than i'm used to these days.
arnold, who is skilled in nearly everything, joined in... well, showed up the teenagers
a cow showed up, too
while at the BBQ, i had to pee.
i had to use a dirty, icky outhouse.
which locked itself after i went in it.
i was stuck in there with other people's poop.
for 5 minutes.
i whined to our hostess that i'm a city girl and i wanted to pee in a real toilet.
she promised they had internet at their house, plus a real bathroom.
arnold and i took a walk ('cause we hit our time limit of partying at the BBQ - 4 hours)
and we saw this fence while we translated songs from english to hungarian and from hungarian to english together
then home to the minister's house. dinner, drinks, talking, internet, bed.
all she promised about her house was true!
plus chickens!
1 comment:
Booze & b.o. = so nasty, but glad he helped you out. and in that pic of arnold with the meat, was that bread he's holding, too? cause it looks freakin GIANT. Sorry about other people's poop, but you're gross & funny so it worked out for story-telling purposes... so way to take one for the team :) and i like the cow. :D
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