Not many people know this, but “Budapest” is an ancient word originating from east of the Ural Mountains that has been carried overland through Central Asia and Turkey and means “place of the fast metro escalators”.
(crickets)
Wow, tough crowd.

These three signs below are from the market. Hungarian is just a different animal. Even the word for “goodbye” is 14 letters: viszontlatasra. It’s also said that Hungarian is the only language in the world where “I love you” is one word: szeretlek.

Just a day after my Bizarre Foods encounter, I read that last week Rick Steves was next door at Szimpla. This crazy bar is right behind Peter’s building. There are lots of these abandoned lots turned into summer outdoor bars in this area. Don’t be the last one to visit the Jewish district of Budapest!

I still eat a little horse sausage everyday. I don’t think there are any side effects to it, though the other day I walked by a patch of tall grass and I got on my hands and knees to graze. I didn’t see anyone else doing it, but maybe they just can’t recognize good eatin’.

Sometimes I think Hungarians don’t have any idea what this stuff means either.