Blogs from Southern Great Plain, Hungary, Europe

Morahalom is a very small town in southern Hungary, population of about 5,000 and less than 10 kilometres from the Serbian border. It's a long way to come for some R n R! We are in Morahalom to meet up with our friend Csaba from home. Morahalom is Csaba's home town and we were very fortunate to stay at his brother's BnB - Petya Vendeghaz. Csaba is visiting his parents for a few weeks and also escaping the Canberra winter. For my readers the name Csaba is loosely pronounced 'Chubba' or 'Chobba'. As a young university graduate Csaba moved from Hungary to Canberra a little over 10 years ago and met George soon after. I first met Csaba when I started working at Centrelink when he was a young cute Hungarian boy with a funny accent....he ... read more

Mindegyszer: sokan sokfélét hallottak erről a projectről, mely idén Februárban kezdődött fizikailag, amikor Karcsi és Lilla leköltöztek Karcsi addig hétvégi házként használt gyönyörű Bócsai tanyájára, és eldöntötték, hogy közösségi célokra felajánlják a főépületet, és a környező 10 hektáros területet. A cél olyan gyógyító közösségi hely létrehozása, melynek szellemisége, társadalmi berendezkedése, energia felhasználása, tevékenységei a legjobban szolgálják az ottlakók és az odalátogatók testi, szellemi és lelki egészségét (Gyógyító Falú). Az itt lakás uj megközelítése az együttélésnek laza felfogásban a régi Zalai "szer"ek mintájára, melyben a közösségi ház mint központ és szív vesz részt, az egyes ottlakók pedig laza láncban eköré rendeződve élnek, saját élettérrel, feladatokkal, mely egyszerre közösségi, és egyszerre elég távol van a központtól. Ezért is hívjuk a helyet Mindegyszernek ... read more

So, here I am, home sweet home, Szeged 4 weeks before the Big Trip. Kicking it off with a hen party, limo-champagne, 15 girls hitting the dance floor and the bottom of the Jager shot glasses. It was just like "my sweet sixteen", apart from the fact that we are like...Oh wait, never mind. The following week, one more Hep A+B injection and a wedding with more Jager than ever. Obviously, not the Jager injection - but considering how bit the hangover was you never know what was in that injection.. Lol. More and more running around, parties, girls nights out and friend's baby's visits and than fate decided to keep the best for last. Lets go back to the wedding: happy times, Hungarian folk music and a bit of shot-after-effect, toilet and a flying camera ... read more

Kristen and I are awoken from a deep sleep by a group of men who have decided to erect their tents right beside ours, in the dark and hopelessly drunken. The longer their absurdly loud conversation goes on the more I wish I knew Hungarian. But language and cultural barriers being as they are, we decide to wait out their commotion and it is shortly before dawn by the time we fall asleep again. The daylight begins pouring over the Great Northern Plain. “Wake up, Magyars!” comes the call, in Hungarian, from the man in the powered parachute as he flies over the campgrounds, his buzzing fan providing the background noise. Gabe is already awake, packing up his tent. He warns us to avoid the closer Port-O-Potties and use the ones near the entrance, but the ... read more

Sorry it's been so long since I updated. Internet and traveling got in the way. And anyway, we all knew this would happen. So, picking up from where I left off, I went from Pecs to Szeged and met my host there. He was really nice but had to leave the next day so we did a quick tour of town, had a nice dinner and just hung out. Some of his stories were fascinating in a ˝Your life is like a soap opera and I'm glad I'm not you˝kinda way. The next day, I wandered around Szeged after a late start since it was raining in the morning. It's not that big and I tried to see as much as I could in the rain but really, walking around soaked is not fun. It's kinda ... read more