Blah!
There was no wind, there was humidity, there was no beach.
That is not festival weather my friends, that is not a situation in which to be camping, carrying a backpack with tent, to be drinking (because it is wine country- people), eating soup (because it is a specialty), tenting, try Fény for the first time (carbonated vodka - the only thing that should be carbonated is water, with syrup, NOT vodka and syrup... BLECH) etc...
Conditions such as theses lead to profuse sweating, making fun of british people and swimming in the dirtiest river I have seen outside the Danube.
In other news, I had a great weekend away, I fell in love with Furmint Fröccs,watching people trip over tent lines and the band Groove Armada. The linked video doesn't do them justice, because there are no unitards worn by a woman with an undercut.
Also, who knew that Hungary would have such great ac/dc and Guns and Roses cover bands: AB CD and Hollywood Rose. So original.
Without further ado here are some images:
-I honestly wonder what we are expected to do on this train?
- For my Dad: A picture of a sunflower field... They also grow corn and what looked like barley or something... It is you, who taught me the art of taking thousands of pictures of fields.
-And that, my dear, is where babies come from.
-Cutest little square in the world! I could have spent hours here complaining about how hot I was... Oh wait...
-"Can I sit on those stair and complain"... "Why yes you can Jill, yes you can"
-That is right, you know how to close off the cutest square in the world Tokaj
-All right plant people, show me your skills... WHAT IS THIS!?! More importantly, can I eat it?
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