This might just be easier than staying at home.

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… or at least Budapest was. Heading to the end of the city, to catch a ride to Vienna.

Hello people and peopettes.

The strangest thing so far is that I never felt hungry. Even though for the last two days Nemere from Budapest took really good care of that, before, in the days heading and then coming from Bulgaria and getting to Hungary, I barely ate. And didn’t even feel the need to. Actually, the two times I ate, I only did it because I knew that the whole thing didn’t sound right. Usually when I’m at home I can’t stop stuffing my face with anything I can find.

Second strangest thing was this stray dog that I saw in a public transport bus, back in Oradea. It wasn’t anybody’s. It just sat there. And no one seemed to be surprised about it.

So after I arrived in Budapest yesterday, I finally got around to buying a charger for my phone, so my parents can get hold of me if they start freaking out. And they did. Several times. And haven’t stopped since.

Besides that, I haven’t had any other expenses, except a metro ticket for getting to the center of Budapest (no one knows any directions on foot, I could go around in circles for days without anybody having the faintest clue to how I should get anywhere) and I’m now down to 3500 Hungarian forints (about 30 euro, I think, I don’t know for sure).

I met with Nemere Kerezsi (his site is kthm.org) at the crossing of Andrassy and Bajza streets. Nemere is a friend of a work colleague from Cluj (thanks, Ducu). Nemere has some experience with no-budget travelling and has rafted down-stream on Olt river in Romania, on a car tire. So he’s qualified. Through him I met Dabi Istvan (and one of many girlfriends – Edith; it’s complicated!) and Tamas St. Auby, who are all artists here in Budapest. They make art. Don’t ask me what that is, I’m not an artsy person. Tamas is also a teacher and has a thing for fine booze, witch he kindly shared with me.

We went into an old family-like restaurant, called Aradi Kisvendeglo, somewhere around Octagon Square. We then left to to visit Csaba, an actor friend of Nemere and Dabi. Dabi has no sense of direction and we got lost in his city for about 5 times, first on the subway, where we got off one station too late, 3 times while he was trying to find his car… next to where he lives and then one more time trying to find his best friend’s house. He also matches his shirts to his car interior.

Late in the night (obviously), Csaba served us the best potato soup I ever tasted. We had some beers and then I tried to trick Dabi’s shirt off of him (an appendix to my trip is trying to smuggle as many shirts from people as I can get my hands on).

I slept at Nemere’s place and got a chance to wash my worn clothes. It’s also the first time I’ve seen a bed since leaving.

In the morning we had bab-gulas and pozsonyi kacka (a kind of varga-beles cake), at Jozsef Attila Center, a writers association next to Nemere’s place.

Then Nemere showed me a country he build for himself out of mud, in the yard of an organisation related to the University. I asked if the University officials didn’t expect him to take it down and his reply was: “You mean tear a country apart just like that?” I guess you can’t argue with that.

Nemere has an exposition to organize and I had a lot of walking to do, so we parted and I started on foot towards Kosuth Ter (market), which is one of the most visited areas in Budapest where they have the… bridge everyone likes to cross and the Parliament and a popular pedestrian street that every foreigner asked me directions to, like I don’t look lost enough.

Oh, by the way: to my despare, I had to leave the scooter behind (when I crossed Cluj from Bulgaria to Hungary). It was almost breaking down and I kinda had the feeling I had less chances of people picking me up when they some with with something dirty and with wheels next to me, on the side of the road. Although, on the other hand, it could’ve been a sympathetic element. Even so, it was pretty hard carrying around (even though sometimes it carried me). On my way I’ll be considering getting a new one (that’s not on the brink of disintegration), from one of the cities I go through. I don’t know how I’ll manage that, but I’ll figure out a way.

[I've uploaded the movie in a .flv format to YouTube, I hope it'll work fine, after it's indexed]

Not to forget: I found out that Nemere lives almost across the street to the Romanian Ambassy in Budapest. So I couldn’t leave without saying “Hi!”.



Also, I’d like to thank iStyle Apple Store on Andrassy street, for letting me stay there while editing. And the University of Arts, for letting me using their computers in several of their facility buildings. Through dear ol’ Nemere, of course. And to the nice girls in Budapest, that gave me directions. Specially the pink-haired one, in Octagon Square.

Trivia: Everybody in Budapest has a can of beer on him (or her!), in the street, at all times.

[Later edit] Me and truck driver Petre passed Vienna without stopping, slept near Rogensburg and are now heading far West, trying to outrun Sunday’s truck restriction, to Calais, France. This message sent via phone, will update asap.


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  1. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 11:36
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    geretus zice ca:

    Daa…misto Budapesta… Da sigur ai fost acolo… sau o fi jmen… :)

  2. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 11:44
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    toader zice ca:

    nu erai stralucit nici inainte dar acu’ eu iti zic sa fii atent mai mult cum scrii. ai pus cateva fraze fara sens in engleza. trebuie sa treci prin romana ca sa le intelegi vag. deci fii mai atent.

  3. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 11:44
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    Nymous Anon zice ca:

    eu si inca trei colege ne vom da foc in fata primariei din satul ghirolt(com. alunis) daca nu aduci 4 pungi de pufarini, respectiv pufuleti de pe unde naiba mai ajungi tu, incredibil de asemanatori cu cei”oana” cand te intorci acasa !!!

  4. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 12:09
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    Mihai zice ca:

    Un hot mare si cativa mai mici:
    http://www.catavencu.ro/intern/investigatii/duty_free.html

  5. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 12:23
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    Sebi zice ca:

    dragutz

  6. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 12:37
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    arpadov zice ca:

    sa inteleg ca dupa ce ne-ai luat ardealul atentezi shi la panonia shtramoseasca

  7. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 12:39
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    un-guru dutzu zice ca:

    nincs kivel ember, nincs kivel…..:)
    nu ai cu cine domnule, nu ai cu cine…(pt niste tarani)

  8. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 12:57
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    Drum bun si Sarbatori fericite. In Viena o sa primesti multe lucruri de la oameni, daca stii sa ceri frumos (masa, pat, etc). Asta daca nu s-au produs schimbari majore in ultimele 10 luni.
    Si daca ajungi la prater, e si mai bine.
    succes.

  9. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 13:09
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    toader zice ca:

    mai arpi. io zic sa facem o federatie. federatia romano – maghiara cu capitala la arad/szeged. facem doua ministere comune si gata. tie iti dam portofoliul marinei si lui darius cel al calatoritului. si gata.

  10. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 13:41
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    toader zice ca:

    corectie : federatia secuiasco-romano-maghiara ca sacuii sunt alta natiune decat maghiarii. scuze.

  11. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 14:12
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    arpadov zice ca:

    pai darius dupa cum vezi a luat calea vienei…nu se multumeste cu panonia….peste sute de ani se vor face legende despre horia, closca, darius si crisan

    pt darius: dupa ce ajungi in viena fura o roata de tractor shi iao napoi pe dunare, deja ma gandesc sa refac in mod simbolic caruruia pietruita, de dor

  12. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 14:24
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    Oana zice ca:

    Darius, sa ai Paste fericit si linistit! Minte ti-am mai urat :)

  13. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 14:39
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    ultras zice ca:

    da` ce-i in viena, sezon de lebede?? :) de te intreaba zi ca… nein!

  14. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 14:47
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    toader zice ca:

    iar ai gresit. vor face legende nu despre “horia, closca, darius si crisan” ci despre “horia, closca, darius si dacian”.

  15. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 14:57
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    M@riansky zice ca:

    Apropo de Paşte, unde te găseşte iepuraşul anul ăsta?

    And of course, Paşte Fericit!

  16. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 14:58
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    dacian zice ca:

    no aşe.

  17. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 15:00
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    Flaviu zice ca:

    Vezi ce faci la Viena. Stiu o tipa acolo…

  18. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 15:22
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    arpadov zice ca:

    shi cu crisan ce facem … s-o fi blocat prin bulgaria?

  19. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 16:12
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    toader zice ca:

    nu. a dat peste onodi cea focoasa si acolo a ramas. nu ca astilalti ultramentionati.

  20. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 16:16
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    UnCopilutz zice ca:

    Astea le are pregatite dinainte si el e acasa, pun pariu!

  21. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 17:14
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    Olivia zice ca:

    tara lui nemere e comunista? lipsita de economie, egalitate intre cetatean si bucati egale de pamant la fiecare dintre el?

  22. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 17:42
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    matrakuka zice ca:

    fain filmuletul, si de data asta, tolomacule! esti talentat, ce mai ..iar daca te mai aud vreodata ca vrei sa-ti vinzi macbooku, iti rup mîna aia grasulie (din film) si te bat cu ea la fund!

    calatorie insprîncenata si in continuare, vrem sa vedem si ambasada romîna din viana

  23. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 20:06
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    Bibliotecaru zice ca:

    Eu nu înţeleg unde e trotineta, deja devenise un brand, o chestie de aia cu sertăraşe dat nu atât de multe ca la poştă. UNDE ESTE TROTINAAAAAAAA?????

    Auzi?, dacă găsesc aia de la ambasadă chestia aia cu JEG, vor spune că e o chestie de ură de ţară din partea ungurilor separatişti şi iredentişti. :) ) Cum ai putut face aşa ceva ? Acum să vezi conflicte diplomaticeşti.

    Şi ca să revin la lucruri mai importante… unde e trotineta, era mişto şi îi simt lipsa.

  24. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 21:01
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    koma zice ca:

    imi amintesc si eu surprinderea trecatorilor cand ii intrebam cum se ajunge din A in B… pe jos :) dar am facut-o si fara sa-mi spuna ei.

  25. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 22:07
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    toader zice ca:

    Va urez un paste fericit si cat se poate de bun. Ne vedem spre 10 mai incolo.

  26. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 22:08
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    toader zice ca:

    Paste. Ca sa fie cu majuscula asa cum merita.

  27. Aprilie 25, 2008 la 23:34
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    gabi solomon zice ca:

    i am glad to see your doing good and am watching youre trip around the world … congratulation for doing a brave thing as this. This is going to be a hell of a story to tell :D .

  28. Aprilie 26, 2008 la 14:50
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    Andrei zice ca:

    pacat , e misto viena …

  29. Aprilie 26, 2008 la 17:02
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    matrakuka zice ca:

    vive la france!

  30. Aprilie 26, 2008 la 18:53
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    M@riansky zice ca:

    After France is you and the ocean baby :D

  31. Aprilie 27, 2008 la 00:29
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    Bibliotecaru zice ca:

    Hristos a înviat !

  32. Aprilie 27, 2008 la 01:00
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    Darius Groza zice ca:

    Mda.

  33. Februarie 1, 2009 la 15:29
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    wakewalking zice ca:

    Cea mai amuzanta denumire de locatie: Octagon Square.

  34. Februarie 24, 2013 la 00:50
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    Generally I do not read post on blogs, but I would like to say that this write-up very forced me to try and do it! Your writing style has been amazed me. Thanks, very nice post.

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