It’s quite fashionable to moan about the white Christmases of yore and how they don’t happen anymore, but I honestly can’t recall any. It’s not just that I cannot remember a snow-apocalypse type Christmas, I simply can’t say if there was snow, ever. This is probably partly due to the fact that I was…
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Best of 2015- Budapest
When people ask me how long I’ve lived in Budapest, I usually have to think quite a lot before giving an answer, and strangely, it’s not always accurate. I got stuck at round anniversaries, like I would say five years for ages, and then ten- I’m still in the ten phase, actually, and I was…
Accidentally in Milan
As per the classic Seinfeld scene, Tuesday has no feel, and neither does Milan, as a city. Or at least for me it doesn’t. It definitely does not feel like a style capital, for one. There’s something too in your face about the way people (over)dress, and I myself prefer a bit more grace when…
Late Autumn Philosophies
A long long time ago (well this is a rather disturbing way to start a sentence, since it kind of implies I am ancient, which, related to the overall age of the universe and such is of course utter nonsense), but, nevertheless, a long long time ago I read one or two novels by Paulo…
November Splendour
So we’ve made it to that bit of autumn that’s so ridiculously pretty you almost forget what comes next. If a month ago I was just noticing how the light shifts, now sunsets are aflame with the kind of burnt golden hues you only really get in early November. Like everything about the passing of…
June Random #1
June should be about getting used to summer, but this year it arrived in Budapest insisting very much that it’s all about scorching, hot summer, giant icy lemonades and cocktails, people lounging in the shade and windows open to all the noises of the night. I always felt there is a change in the texture…
Pocket Diary Budapest 