Greg and I decided to test out the new highway and hitchhike from Pecs back to Budapest. We like to save money, too, and while 4400 forint (US$20) for a three hour train ticket to the capital wouldn’t kill us, … Continue reading
The Dromomaniac
Hungary’s transport is so Budapest-centralized that from Balaton it made sense to go all the way back to Budapest to then go down again to Pecs. All highways lead to Budapest, all major train lines, and 1 in 5 Hungarians … Continue reading
A bunch of us from my friend Peter’s workplace spent the weekend in the northern foothills of Lake Balaton in the hamlet of Obudavar. Jean arranged this. He wants you to learn Hungarian and read his blog: http://blog.metc.hu/janc.php I contend … Continue reading
My American friend, Greg, is visiting for a week. He lives in Japan and wants the world to know about his mountain lodge, two hours north of Tokyo, which is available for groups to rent. It’s called Hoshi Boshi Lodge, … Continue reading
When I watch these World Cup games I like to see how cold and bundled up the fans are and how many empty seats I see. It is the middle of winter in South Africa, and many stadiums are well … Continue reading
My two main problems with soccer are diving and fouls on corner kicks/free kicks from the side. I love to see yellow cards for diving. Is there no way to do some sort of video review of diving, even after … Continue reading
It is a very high-risk, all-in move to try and hitchhike to an airport with a non-refundable flight ticket, but I have done it quite a few times before, and my hubris/moxie/chutzpah knows no bounds in these matters. I successfully … Continue reading
I hitchhiked from Arnhem back to Zeist, where I am just for one night. It took me a lot longer than I thought, which is something I am saying a lot lately, but I blame it on my orangish apricoty … Continue reading
It was bound to happen. We had a good run. Shared a lot of memories together, covered some serious ground. We lasted much much longer than any other I had before. Some people say that you shouldn’t get too attached … Continue reading
A Flemish friend reminded me from my post on May 30 about my name having many meanings in other languages that “Kent” is also a Dutch word meaning “to know” (2nd and 3rd person singular). And as you can see … Continue reading
