It is so representative of me that I have been in Hungary
less than five days and I’m upset that my Hungarian hasn’t improved. My host
family speaks just enough English and I speak just enough Hungarian for me to
understand what’s going on. Mostly. We use google translate, too.
Yesterday, my host mom and brother had to go shopping because
he outgrew all his clothes and needed new clothes and shoes for school. If
there’s one thing that I am an expert at, it’s following mom around while she
shops. I’ve only been doing it all my life. The rhythm of a mother shopping is
the same in every country.
I’ve been at the house for three days now and for the first
two afternoons, around 4pm, I’ve taken a nap until dinner time (around 6pm). I
guess two naps and a good night’s sleep takes care of any jet lag I had.
Today my host parents and I met with the president of my
Rotary club and she gave us some papers that I need for my visa.
I love the food so much. It’s the
kind of food where you eat two bites and you’re full, but it tastes so good and
you want to eat more. One observation: every dish has onions. I’m okay with
onion, but I’ve had more onion in four days here than I ever had at home.
Here’s one of my favorites so
far. Good ol’ meat and potatos with pickles on the side.
I’ve been trying to make a map of
the Szekszárd in my head, so I’m grateful I’m only getting a little at a time, but
the town seems to be made completely of round-abouts and I get turned around.
We went to Zéti’s school to pick up his books
and we went to this school supplies store which was super exciting for me.
If I understand correctly (every
sentence seem to start with those words), today is the neighbor kid’s
birthday and we are going to his party.
I’ll sign off with a poster that
I saw in the giant grocery store.
-Alina