Yearly Archives: 2022
one who rents
This post is about a short walk within Budapest. I have decided to rent an apartment for a few months and try to get better with PT. I left the hospital after about a week. The doctors were still talking about surgery, the physical therapist still didn’t want to hear anything of it, and I […]
fuck
This post is about a week in a clinic in Budapest. I have screwed up my back, and I don’t know what to do about it. The morning brought pain. Not the dull kind, but the one that makes you want to scream. I managed to get out of bed and brush my teeth. Then […]
Budapest
This post is about a 21km walk from Alsónémedi to Budapest. The way into the city is difficult, and my body hurts. The road to Budapest is a nightmare. It is narrow, there is a lot of traffic, and at one point I have to cross a highway on an overpass. There is trash everywhere. […]
refusing to die
This post is about a 24km walk from Újhartyán to Alsónémedi. I fail to enter a 13th century church, but then I see some amazing sunflowers. When I started walking it was noon, and the Caboose felt a bit heavier. I had received many gifts: a bottle of homemade palinka, a pot of honey, a […]
my grandma and the sock
This post is about a few days in Újhartyán. I stay with my grandma, and I receive a sock and a photograph. This wasn’t just a random place, and it wasn’t a friend’s place, either. It was my grandma’s house. My family on my mother’s side was ethnically Hungarian – they had fled from Romania […]
hi rabbit, hi deer
This post is about a 34km walk from Csemő to Újhartyán. I take a sandy path through the woods and take a nap in a meadow. I was up and back on the road by seven thirty. No need to stay until the people from the eco center showed up to work, I thought. I […]
bad sands
This post is about a 27km walk from Törtel to Csemő. I get stuck on a difficult road, and it takes me hours to walk just a few kilometers. I woke up in a sort of Teletubby land: blue sky, white clouds, short grass, soft colors. The tent was wet, so I decided to rest […]
Aaron’s land
This post is about a 27km walk from Szolnok to Törtel. There’s a brief intermezzo on the EuroVelo 11, and a good camping spot at night. I had my bi-weekly online therapy session in the morning. After that I messed around with the computer, trying to create a backup of a backup of my recent […]
past splendor
This post is about a day at Hotel Tisza in Szolnok. I hang out with my dad, and in the evening I take a bath with thermal water. Hotel Tisza had seen better days. In fact, it had probably seen years of grandeur. But it looked as if those times had long since passed. The […]
chocolate and cheesecake
This post is about a 28km walk from Törökszentmiklós to Szolnok. I start out in the mud, then I have ice cream, and then I get a bit lost. Wasps, a few of them, right behind the nylon. I could hear their buzzing sounds, and sometimes I could see them crawl around on the outside […]
friendly Magyars
This post is about a 27km walk from Kisújszállás to Törökszentmiklós. It rains all day, and I run into some kind people. Again with the rain. I was camped next to a line of trees, overlooking a meadow that seemed to stretch into the horizon. When I noticed that the pit-a-pat on my tent had […]
Holland
This post is about an 28km walk from Bucsa to Kisújszállás. The roads are bad and the fields remind me of another country. I woke up to the sound of rain on my tent. I waited until about nine, and then, once it stopped for a moment, I quickly packed my stuff and got going. […]
embrace the dirt
This post is about a 36km walk from Castle Füsti to Bucsa. I struggle with the road for a while, then I take a dirt path through the fields. Today was the last day of August It was 5:30 when I woke up in the castle courtyard. I was in my new bivy bag. For […]
subscriber identification module
This post is about an 28km walk from Mezőpeterd to Castle Füsti. I fail to get a Hungarian SIM card, and I sleep in a castle yard. I liked the bike lane so much. And the weather! It made for an hour or two of happy walking until I arrived in a town called Berettyóújfalu […]
“No, No, Never!”
This post is about a 16km walk from Borș to Mezőpeterd. I cross the border from Romania to Hungary, and a thunderstorm greets me. A lady from the kitchen staff watched me load up the Caboose. “Where are you going?” she asked me, and for some reason I didn’t just say Hungary. Germany, I confessed. […]
passport please
This post is about a day on the border in Borș. It’s a slow and hot day, but I get asked for my passport twice. It took me until the afternoon to understand that the air conditioning in my room could be turned on by simply pressing a button on its side. I enjoyed the […]
thirty-five degrees
This post is about a 14km walk from Oradea to Borș. I make my way through the industrial zone on the way to the border with Hungary. I left Oradea on a Saturday, thinking it was Sunday. Not that it mattered much anyway. It was still 35° celsius outside. I walked past the physical therapist […]
lightyear
This post is about getting drunk in Oradea. I do some chores and some sightseeing, then I get thai food (good) and vodka (good in moderation). I stayed in Oradea for two days. chores My back still hurt, so I went to a physical therapist and got a massage. I found a laundromat and washed […]
tired Jesus
This post is about a 26km walk from Bălaia to Oradea. I wake up in a village house, then I walk through the last hills before the Puszta. Negotiations with the neighbors of the morgue had been slow at first. “You can’t sleep in the morgue, it’s for dead people!” they insisted. an invitation In […]
rainbow’s end
This post is about a 14km walk from Spinuș to Bălaia. First the Caboose – again – gets new legs, then I walk through the hills to a morgue. Mayor Fonai had noticed that the Caboose was – again – missing a leg. So he talked to Lucian, the owner of a local car body […]