Budapest!
We were onlz in Budapest for about a daz. First, let me saz that Ićm at an internet cafe, so some of this maz seem a bit jumbled! But wećll see what happens. I will avoid using conjunctions from now on, but just know that on this kezboard, the y and the z are switched. So, there is that.
Anyway, Budapest! We arrived at Budapest quite late, and so did not reallz have time to hang out until the daz after the night we arrived. We did not have to sneak around like in the last hotel (mz mom does this thing where she pretends mz brother and I do not exist, and then makes us sneak around, so we have to paz less), but that is because there was no other entrance mz brother and I could get through. For some reason, thez did not charge us extra for the two extra people in the room. Anzwaz, the next daz was verz magical, and has probablz been one of mz best dazs so far on this vacation. A big part of it is that that daz mz mother woke up in a good mood--and that makes a huge difference! But Budapest is also a verz beautiful citz.
We started out bz standing in line at the Parliament building for a couple hours, with mz brother and I randomlz walking off to get a soda. I read a lot this daz of a new book bz Haruki Murakami, and also realiying that the book totallz, entirelz, sucked. Which was kind of a bummer. Hećs reallz a hit-miss kind of writer, and with his short stories so much like Raymond Carver (Murakami translated him), zou might as well read Carver. Anzwaz, we got a ticket for a tour at 530, so we went off and walked for a couple hours to the market. Mz father hated the market (and thez had falafels!), but I left with him to find a place for lunch, and we would meet mz brother and mother there. I insisted we wait for them but, of course, mz mother and brother ate a bunch of food at the market, and mz father ended up angrz with me for not having just eaten whenever we wanted. So, there was a big argument when mz mom wanted to leave because the food was taking too long, because she wanted to go to some famous public baths. We eventuallz all left, and took the bus to the baths place, and were able to be there for a little bit. Then we had to run off to the parliament. I reallz donćt know how to describe all this, except to saz that Budapest made me feel like I was in the center of everzthing. It was a reallz living, bubbling city. We went out for dinner in this beautiful restaurant near the hotel, with live music--singers, dancers, and an amaying violin plazer. Ićm going to write a poem, Ićve decided, about Budapest. It feels like falling in love, looking out from zour window and seeing the great river, great city, with its charming ways.
Anyway, Budapest! We arrived at Budapest quite late, and so did not reallz have time to hang out until the daz after the night we arrived. We did not have to sneak around like in the last hotel (mz mom does this thing where she pretends mz brother and I do not exist, and then makes us sneak around, so we have to paz less), but that is because there was no other entrance mz brother and I could get through. For some reason, thez did not charge us extra for the two extra people in the room. Anzwaz, the next daz was verz magical, and has probablz been one of mz best dazs so far on this vacation. A big part of it is that that daz mz mother woke up in a good mood--and that makes a huge difference! But Budapest is also a verz beautiful citz.
We started out bz standing in line at the Parliament building for a couple hours, with mz brother and I randomlz walking off to get a soda. I read a lot this daz of a new book bz Haruki Murakami, and also realiying that the book totallz, entirelz, sucked. Which was kind of a bummer. Hećs reallz a hit-miss kind of writer, and with his short stories so much like Raymond Carver (Murakami translated him), zou might as well read Carver. Anzwaz, we got a ticket for a tour at 530, so we went off and walked for a couple hours to the market. Mz father hated the market (and thez had falafels!), but I left with him to find a place for lunch, and we would meet mz brother and mother there. I insisted we wait for them but, of course, mz mother and brother ate a bunch of food at the market, and mz father ended up angrz with me for not having just eaten whenever we wanted. So, there was a big argument when mz mom wanted to leave because the food was taking too long, because she wanted to go to some famous public baths. We eventuallz all left, and took the bus to the baths place, and were able to be there for a little bit. Then we had to run off to the parliament. I reallz donćt know how to describe all this, except to saz that Budapest made me feel like I was in the center of everzthing. It was a reallz living, bubbling city. We went out for dinner in this beautiful restaurant near the hotel, with live music--singers, dancers, and an amaying violin plazer. Ićm going to write a poem, Ićve decided, about Budapest. It feels like falling in love, looking out from zour window and seeing the great river, great city, with its charming ways.