Day 3. Enough with NGO Bitish ladies and sleeptalking sailors! We started our day at 2 am, such early birds! A group of loud Italians were shamelessly screaming the refrain of one of those horrible songs, with absolutely zero meaning in the lyrics, very popular in the ’80s. Continue reading “Inside Transylvania – Open air, religious construction site (4)”
7 am. The usual heavy breakfast and a new meeting. The NGO too chatty English lady. Continue reading “Inside Transylvania – The university, the Soviet overcoats and the banning of wigs (3)”
The first day we woke up and had breakfast at the hostel, where at 8 am an enthusiastic cook filled our dishes with a heap of scrambled eggs, buttered bread and cheese, which we ate with an extremely bitter white yoghurt and, fortunately, a cup of good coffee. Later we finally got acquainted with our roommate, a Canadian sailor on vacation, who had kept me awake for several hours with long and anguished sleep-talking monologues in French. Continue reading “Inside Transylvania – The War of the Statues (2)”
This March we had the opportunity to “win” a few days of vacation in Cluj-Napoca, the former capital of Transylvania. Our Hungarian tutor, who oversees the internship we are doing at the University of Pécs, was invited there to give some lectures on Fitzgerald and Joyce, and in a moment of incredible kindness she offered to bring us along. Continue reading “Inside Transylvania – A trip to Cluj-Napoca (1)”
The Buda side of Budapest, that is the “old city,” is my favourite especially at night, when a fairytail-like atmosphere completely surrounds this magnificent area. Continue reading “When everything is illuminated: Buda by night”
There’s a big, seriously huge, colossal whale on the banks of the Danube, on the Pest side of Budapest.
It’s made of sparkling glass and it’s really an odd addition to the old, regular landscape that characterises this part of the river. Especially at night, when all the glass structure is lightened up, it really stands out. Continue reading “The Whale of the Danube”
The plans for the construction of Budapest National Theatre have been going on since the first half of 1800. It had to be great, it had to be impressive, it had to be perfect. Continue reading “Going to the theatre not for the show: Budapest National Theatre”
My favourite place in probably the whole city of Pécs is the Zsolnay Quarter. Indeed, it is one of the most colourful, cheerful and kindly relaxing place (with human beings around) in which I have ever been.