A Good List Goes a Long Way- 2021 Edition

FILMS. 2021 was the year my film watching went decidedly eclectic. I kept mostly out of cinemas- wondering whether someone’s cough is COVID or the nachos scratching their throat is not conductive to great entertainment. Online cinemas can be fun if a little odd- the chat rooms are an unexpected throwback to the weird years…

A Vacation from Myself- Memories of Hydra

The English word vacation comes from the Latin vacans, the present active participle of vaco, which can mean, depending on the context, to be free, to be at leisure, or to be empty. Since Hungarian straightforwardly uses the same word, ‘szabadság’ both for freedom and vacation, and in Romanian you will say ‘îmi iau liber’,…

So What’s the Deal with Spetses

Loukas the taxi driver was interested in my long term plans in Greece. Surely, I was going to the islands, not just staying in Athens. Yes, I was. Which island? Oh! But you MUST go to Spetses. This was the automatic reaction every time I revealed my dirty little plan to just stay on Hydra….

Our Lady of the Hot Mess- Brief Impressions of Athens

Having heard that my boyfriend was Turkish, Loukas, the Athenian taxi driver, looked straight into my eyes, took a deep breath under his mask, and imparted what he felt was a fundamental truth: Greeks and Turks are alike, and would get along just fine, if it wasn’t for meddling politicians. We need to look at…

Procrastinator’s Log 0721

Fair warning. Post with a lot of Olympic and Euro2020 content ahead. Let’s dive into the thick of it, with team Russia, or wait a minute, they’re not called Russia these days, they’re ROC. Yes I have succumbed to the temptation of cheering their men’s gymnastics team with Roc on. Russia are ROC because while…

Procrastinator’s Log 0621

I have always dreamed of being able to find my way around the Milky Way, but I am completely lost on planet Earth as well, where orientation is more grounded, so to speak. I can identify the Northern Star and the Ursa Maior, and that’s where my science stops. Nice one for a Trekkie, right….

To the Shire and Back with the Blue Wave Express- A Visit to Szigliget

The guesthouse owner looked incredulously at us as we dismounted from the minivan and it became clear that it wasn’t ours. We’d gotten the same slightly suspicious glances a few years back when we’d arrived in Giardini Naxos, Sicily, in the same carless state. Crazy, crazy folk. We’d approached Szigliget by train, on the slow,…

Lizard Kingdom on Eagle Hill: A Walk on Sas-hegy

Our first attempt at summiting Sas-hegy was, in the words of the great ancient philosopher Clarksonius, BC 4, a terrible disappointment. Sometime in spring it had come to our attention that this particular hill, lying in the cosy proximity of the BAH interchange and the MOM park shopping mall, had eluded our attention in the…

Procrastinator’s Log 0521

Sometime this month I found yet another article about imposter’s syndrome. And whenever I find such a thing, even if I forgot that imposter syndrome existed at all, I remember it, and just as when you google your symptoms and the condition is unavoidably lethal, I succumb to it as well. Luckily, there is an…