Archive for March, 2012

March 31, 2012

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by ada

Today we did a book decluttering with my sister. I personally own about 2000 books, about the half of them are stored in friends’ basements and storage boxes in Holland and Austria. My sister and my parents are of the same sort, and we live in a two-room flat of 50 sqare meters. And I didn’t mention the abnormal amount of music scores and the LP collection I also have yet. You can imagine the result. With one word: chaos.

For me it is really hard to give away books, even the ones I don’t particularly like. I received a fair amount of unwanted books as birthday presents or free copies for playing music on book presentations, and even if I know I will never read them, because, well, the structures of monetary economy and likes are somewhat out of my interest, it’s still difficult to make the decision. And I plan to collect all of my books at home because of the frequency I’m moving in and out of countries lately. That means another 1000 pieces are to find place for. It’s a frightening perspective.

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March 30, 2012

365/90+bonus

by ada

Today is the 30. day of waiting for the last permission for my job. I already called the ministry on Tuesday, because I planned to get the Austrian part of the bureaucracy done on Monday (they do this kind of administration only on Mondays). On Tuesday they told me, they just sent my letter away with the post right before my call. This kind of answer is always a bit suspicious, but well, let’s believe it. But today is Friday, and I still don’t have it. Four days for an official, registered letter to arrive from Budapest to Budapest is damned too much, even for the notoriously terrible Hungarian post. And, that’s the worst part of the story, this means another two weeks of waiting. Because of Easter Monday the first possibility to make the next step is on the 16. April. Two and a half months after I started the whole process. I go crazy, really. This  country is simply not livable.

The story behind the first photo is buying airplane tickets, and the bonus is here just because I’ve never noticed before that the buses of the Hungarian public transport are named after my sister :o)

March 29, 2012

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by ada

Well, all I did today was buying cat food, but at least I saw this:

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March 28, 2012

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by ada

Today I wore skirt with bare legs for the first time this year. Not a day too early. I spent three years in Holland where people start wearing flip-flops and spaghetti tops from 2. January on, so I’m sort of used to the idea of going outside in clothes that don’t fit the weather. Luckily we have really nice warm days lately.

Vanity is definitely not on the (otherwise frighteningly long) list of my faults and personality imperfections, but I can’t help noticing that I have never looked so weird as I did during these past six months of depression. It’s not only that I’m visiting public places in pajamas, which is bad enough; but, because I left all my belongings in Holland, in the lack of my own clothes I’m forced to wear things from my sister and my mother, neither of them are my size; or strange old robes I left at home before moving abroad almost a decade ago. Unfortunately, I’m also not my own nine-year-younger-self size anymore, and this makes these clothes just more awful to wear.

Sometimes I’m really thankful for my Catholic past. It taught me not to care too much about my looks, which is a practical attitude for the recovery phase of depression.

March 27, 2012

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by ada

The Cat had her stitches removed today. She almost killed the vet during the procedure, hissing and biting like a rattlesnake. Our cat is more of a werewolf than of a teddy bear, and since she isn’t in pain anymore, she seems to be her good old self again.

I was sort of late with taking today’s photo. Since my camera doesn’t tolerate dusk very well, the most appropriate title for the picture would be “Fifty Shades of Grey”.

March 26, 2012

love letter to the Danube

by ada

March 26, 2012

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Today I visited Kopaszi-gát, a small dam on the Danube. It’s quite a new place of recreation, with a modern playhouse for children and cafés and clubs that are being built right now. I have never been there before, because it became very quickly too fashionable and trendy for my style. I like old and abandonned places that are out of fashion. Being “trendy” is also so horribly important in Hungary. I have never experienced this hectic urge and fear about Zeitgeist in any other country I’ve lived before, and I simply just cannot get used to it. I automatically go defiant if I notice anything being forced on me under the name of fashion, but well, being “not trendy” is also trendy in other subcultures, so trying to avoid being banal is a hopeless attempt in the Hungarian society.

Anyway, Kopaszi-gát, despite of its reputation, is a cheerful little place, so I’m glad I visited it.

March 25, 2012

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by ada

The obligatory Spring Blossom Picture.

March 24, 2012

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Lemonade we drank today at the Spring Fair at Vörösmarty tér.

March 23, 2012

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by ada

I saw the Easter Bunny today. He was quite social.

March 22, 2012

Budapest, Széchenyi-hegy and cog railway

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March 22, 2012

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I saw this butterfly today on our trip to Széchenyi-hegy.

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March 21, 2012

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by ada

The Cat, drowning in the sea of blankets. Yesterday, after four days of tireless attempts she finally managed to get rid of the collar. It wasn’t easy but she tried hard, persisted and won the game.  She used her 30 seconds before being noticed by us for pulling out one of the sutures. If I will be half so active at the age of 85 as she now, at the equivalent age of almost 17, is, I will call myself very, very lucky.

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March 20, 2012

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by ada

Spring Washing Day.

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March 19, 2012

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March 18, 2012

and still she wished for company

by ada

And that’s the way I use my computer mouse today.

My poor old sweetie.

March 18, 2012

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by ada

Poor Cat, finally out of the cupboard, wearing her surgery collar and looking for comfort. Photo courtesy of my sister.

March 18, 2012

Alcsút, arboretum

by ada

March 18, 2012

Alcsút, arboretum – the snowdrops

by ada

March 17, 2012

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by ada

Today we visited the arboretum at Alcsút, wich is famous for its snowdrop fields. At this time of the year 24 varieties of 7 different breeds of snowdrops are blooming there. It is amazing and beautiful.

March 16, 2012

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by ada

Poor Cat had her leg surgery today. She is in a miserable state, hiding in the cupboard behind the vacuum cleaner. It’s heartbreaking.

For today is a close-up of Móricka, looking like a small owl sleeping on a branch.

March 15, 2012

by the God of the Hungarians

by ada

Hungarian history is a long, straight line of tragical, ill-fated revolutions against different suppressive authorities. Being genetically coded for unhappiness, we insist to remember and celebrate all of them. Today is the anniversary of our unsuccessful revolution against the Habsburg empire in 1848.

We went for a walk to the castle district to see some of the festivities.

The weather was beautiful:

The street decorations were appropriate, festive and family friendly:

Hungarian folk music was played with various instruments:

There was opportunity to dance (or just to look at the professional folk dancers):

Masters of traditional Hungarian handwork presented their crafting process and sold their art:

People had picnic on the grass or took a stroll down the streets:

Children had fun:

One could buy traditional, painted Hungarian gingerbread and our national stuffed dragon Süsü, who is famous for having only one head but a happy soul:

There were plenty of delicious treats to choose from:

And of course there were also Hussars in picturesque robes, their facial hair styled in the Hungarian way. We are a martial nation, there were even times when whole Europe feared our arrows. All those times are gone more than a thousand years ago but we still proudly remember. We have a good (even if somewhat selective) memory and a collective unconscious Jung could be proud of.

People were proud of being Hungarian:

But even because we are Hungarians and proud of it, none of our holidays can pass without politics and demonstrations:

And well. Ehm. How to say it nicely. Dear Poland. If you want him, take him. For free. Asap.

The title of the post comes from a poem that is traditionally recited during the festivities every year and was written by the poet Petőfi Sándor, who died in the revolution at the age of 26. You can read the whole (terrible) translation here.

March 15, 2012

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by ada

Today we have a national holiday in Hungary: we celebrate the anniversary of our 1848 revolution against the Habsburg rule. More photos are coming soon.

March 14, 2012

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by ada

The Cat, peering through the grates of the carrier and hating the world.

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March 13, 2012

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by ada

A walk to the vet’s practice to borrow a cat carrier for tomorrow morning, when The Cat has her leg appointment to see if she is strong enough to get her tumour removed (she is sixteen years old now, so her heart status needs to be seriously discussed). I think there is no reason to be worried. She will survive us all. The only (quite disturbing) question is how to get her into the basket. She is not enthusiastic about travelling at all.

March 13, 2012

spring walk

by ada

March 12, 2012

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Pidgeons, holding their annual spring meeting in our street.

March 11, 2012

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by ada

Typical afterparty day: hanging out in pajamas, doing nothing but importing my archives and eating leftover cake. So today’s post is also from the archives: my trip to the Driemolen in Leidschendam last summer.

March 10, 2012

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by ada

Today we celebrated the name day of my mother and my birthday. The big white cake is for her, and the small, flat, brown but delicious one beside it is my glutenfree antidepressant version, made by my sister. Life can be pretty funny if you have an understanding of morbid humour.

March 9, 2012

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by ada

I spent the whole day with importing my archives from my now full and closed freeblog photoblog, because I like when things are organised and I can easily find everything. Looking at my Holland-photos made me feel very sad. It seems that I totally lost my life through depression. I had a life that I don’t have anymore. At this moment my life just doesn’t exist.I really hope it will change soon. I’m starting to lose hope.

So for today I post a photo from my archives. And sorry for overflowing your mail with this huge amount of three year old posts of mine. Just ignore them. I hope to be ready with the whole import in a few days.

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