Monthly Archives: March 2023

butthurt

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This post is about a rest day in Esztergom. We check out the Esztergom Basilica, and we have a very good falafel wrap. The church was huge indeed. It had been built in the mid-1800s, and it was currently undergoing restoration works. Every twenty minutes or so a bus with a group of tourists would […]


landmarks

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This post is about an 8km walk from Szamarhegy to Esztergom. We walk on a bike path next to the Danube, and it’s an easy day. Our last town in Hungary lay ahead: Esztergom, which was apparently known to us Germans as… Gran. I had never heard of that name, nor had I known that […]


ten minutes of snow

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This post is about a 17km walk from Visegrad to Szamarhegy. The day is windy AF, and at some point it even starts snowing for a few minutes. Rosali’s guesthouse had turned out to be awesome: we had a large room with a bed and a sleeping couch, and there was a communal kitchen we […]


the bros

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This post is about a 13km walk from Tahitotfalu to Visegrad. We sing anti-Putin songs and waltz into the birthplace of the Visegrad Group. When I woke up in the tent I felt relieved. Relieved that my back was still okayish, relieved that the night hadn’t been too cold, neither for Brad nor for me, […]


two lives in a moment

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This post is about a 13km walk from Szentendre to Tahitotfalu. We have lunch next to the river, and we meet Maria and George. We filled our thermoses with hot tea and said goodbye to our host Gabor, then we pulled the Caboose out of her spot in his garage and got going. Szentendre turned […]


back with the bikes

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This post is about a 14km walk from Budapest to Szentendre. Brad and I walk on a bicycle route and get invited to stay with Gabor. The guesthouse had a map in the lobby. It showed the same thing I had seen on that monument on my first day in Hungary: the territory of the […]


Brad

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This post is about a 12km walk within Budapest. My friend Marisha aka Brad has come to the rescue, and we’re taking it real slow. And then the day came. I didn’t feel ready yet, but maybe I just didn’t know what being “ready” was supposed to actually feel like. My back hurt, and so […]


world meet chair

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First one month turned into two, then three months turned into four. And then there was the day when I woke up and realized that I’d been in Budapest for half a year. Six fucking months of The Longest Way, spent here in Pest on the Danube. So what the hell have I been doing? […]