Insomnia Part 1 – Budapest – delayed post

notes from the day I left Budapest had had to pack for overnight in Stockholm, then learned I couldn’t leave bags with airline – would have to use left luggage will have to recheck them 1 hr to airport, completely packed 1030 am bus counter personnel didn’t see stockholm to oakland part of trip and so I had another…

Do things happen for a reason?

Is there serendipity?  Is there such a thing as a coincidence? What’s going on, anyway? Yesterday (Tuesday) I booked a flight back to the States on LOT, the Polish airline.  It was such a good deal. An airport car picked me up promptly at 7 this morning (Wednesday) on a surprisingly cold morning: more like…

Doldrums

Today, Monday, was a holiday.  I hadn’t a clue because, unlike San Miguel, there were no cannons, no fireworks to mark the day.  It is Whit Monday, which follows Whitsunday, the Pentecost, the day on which the Holy Ghost descended on Christ’s disciples. This being a Christian country (as defined by its constitution), today was a national…

Notes from one week

The taxi kiosk at the airport quoted a fare of 7700 forints (about $30 US) to the hotel, which was 300 forints more than the meter proved. This was significantly more than the website homesweethome mentioned in 2010 (4600 forints). I’ve read many complaints about automobile drivers in Budapest, but my experience is that most…

Hotel smoke and mirrors

So much has happened, yet nothing has really happened.  The first thing that didn’t happen was the agency I’d been negotiating with for an apartment zeroed out.  I think that will be the subject of another post, as it points out the trickiness of believing what your computer tells you. So that threw me into…