Masks, Doughnuts, and Making Noise Farsang is one of those seasons Andrew and I have slipped into over time rather than consciously adopted. Over the years, we’ve attended everything from elaborate masked balls to much simpler gatherings where the only real rule was...
It’s Thursday, 8 January, and Hungary has disappeared under the heaviest snowfall most of us can remember in well over a decade. Roads are treacherous. Pavements are polished ice. Even routine errands suddenly require planning, patience, and a healthy respect for...
Wednesday night’s immigration event at KLUSTER with Dr. Sánta came with the usual mix of practical questions, and one in particular stuck with me: someone asked about the health-insurance requirement for residence applications. It was a simple question, but a sensible...
It’s a cold autumn morning in Budapest, and I’ve just finished my second coffee while trying to work out where Andrew and I might escape to for a quick winter break. Living here means every conversation eventually turns into a debate about airports, trains, and which...
A Season for Home – and a Webinar Worth Joining It’s late October in Budapest: fog on the Danube, roasted chestnuts by the trams, and flags already waving for the long weekend marking the 1956 Revolution. My mum’s birthday falls on the 21st (Happy Birthday,...