May of 2011 – between paprikash and paella

  Right when we almost got over, or should I say, when we were finally able to get past, or even better, when we pushed the whole Budapest declining us as guests into our subconsciousness, it became obvious that Hungary would come to us. Two students from Budapest would be joining a spanish surfer for a day or two and with a bit of carefully taking care of the two, our luck with Hungary just might change. Continue reading


April 2011 – the religious couple and a renegade from Czech

   I couldn’t describe myself as nosy under any circumstances but I definitelly go through life with a curious note. Overwhelmingly intriguing as life is, it never fails to make us wonder over and over again. I try my very best to find those alusive little things in life that power up this curious note in me and I hate to miss any opportunity to learn new stuff.  So, when a request of this sort arrives, I can’t refuse. Continue reading

Les forgettables

 From time to time it was a real circus. The days were going so fast, that from time to time we had to take a break, check the Occupied box on the profile and take time off. Off everything really. From time to time we had to spend time together, just the two of us. It’s no wonder I guess, that in time some couchsurfers more or less blend together, unable to be recognized anymore.  Going through the CS correspondence I found quite a few names that I couldn’t pin the face to it. Or any kind of event or even conversation..

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December of 2010

One of the definite upsides was being able to participate in urban events all over town with little notice or none . We attended street concerts, alternative movie nights, photo exhibitions, we visited friends and had friends over, we really tried to exploit towns hospitality and give some back at the same time. Continue reading

Sur la mer and beyond

 The feeling when you wake up after a hard night in a strange bed can only be mitigated by a strong protein-based breakfast and a huge coffee. Nothing else will do the trick no matter what. We counted the coasters I took from each bar last night and reached the number 16. That’s 16 small beers in one night! Well, small belgian beers which are smaller than ours but still. It was a small miracle that we were in a shape we were in. And in this shape we had to continue our life altering journey. Continue reading

The journey, part two

 Arriving at the destination, reaching the goal, regardless of the journey, always fills you up with that unspoken sensation which consumes your whole body and mind with numerous possibilities now reachable, just around the corner, really. Then we rang the bell… Continue reading

Summer of 2010 the sequal after the sequal

… There is something really comforting in realizing that the moment you are experiencing is the best moment of your life. It makes me wonder, can you know while you are experiencing it or it doesn’t sink in until later. Continue reading