Happy 20th Birthday, Dear Bruderherz!
What a pain a 24-hour busride from Brussels to Budapest/Keszthely can be, I did not know until after the experience that left me with a woodden neck, a hyper-sore butt and waterleggs. Needed some time to get back in shape but am perfectly fine now (can't wait for the return and another one of these physical challenges!). Oh man!
Saturday afternoon, we organized a big Hungarian family get-together for my youngest brother's b-day. Little tears in his eyes, a delicious wildberry-yoghurt cake, an incompetent family-photographer a.k.a. my favourite cousin and lots of laughter...just to give you an idea.
It's cold down here. Very quiet. And I feel lots of love in the air...
As it's still a celebrated tradition here in Hungary to put sweets and little presents into our loved-ones well-polished boots in the morning of Dec. 6th, I will be playing St. Nicolas tonight. Ho ho hoooo! B is ready to go!
Sometimes, family-time just seems soooo right!
Saturday afternoon, we organized a big Hungarian family get-together for my youngest brother's b-day. Little tears in his eyes, a delicious wildberry-yoghurt cake, an incompetent family-photographer a.k.a. my favourite cousin and lots of laughter...just to give you an idea.
It's cold down here. Very quiet. And I feel lots of love in the air...
As it's still a celebrated tradition here in Hungary to put sweets and little presents into our loved-ones well-polished boots in the morning of Dec. 6th, I will be playing St. Nicolas tonight. Ho ho hoooo! B is ready to go!
Sometimes, family-time just seems soooo right!