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Went to see Moderat, a recent favorite of mine, at Paradiso this week. Show was originally scheduled for mid-October, but then one of the guys got in a motorcycle accident and they had to reschedule the tour. It worked out well. For me, at least.
Ventured out to the IJ Hallen last weekend. It's something like an indoor garage sale -- tables and tables full of used clothes, furniture, bikes, and antiques -- held in a multipurpose arts and performance venue on a wharf reachable only by ferry.
I picked up a few photos as souvenirs. My favorite: the driving dog.
A night at Polder, the neighborhood bar across the way.
University of Amsterdam doesn't have a campus, but it has housing and a few classroom buildings here in Science Park, so this is effectively a campus bar for people (like Eli) who both live and go to class here. There's a resident fluffy white dog and a chicken coop out back!
The giant, multipurpose student union/dining hall/library/informatics and science building is pictured up top behind the flags.Â
A glimpse into the magical fairy tale wonderland that is Flevopark, a public park adjacent to Eli's neighborhood.
Not pictured: dozens of big-ass nests filled with terrifyingly noisy herons.
Awww, a donkey! Adorbz. (at Jeugdland)
25-hour bus ride back to Amsterdam. Germany's very windy.
Sunny day in Buda. (at Magyar Nemzeti Galéria | Hungarian National Gallery)
Flea market haul.Â
Best. Place. Ever!Â
Beloved family members: You have some awesome souvenirs coming your way.
A week ago today, our last visit to Szimpla Kert. I had enough pálinka that night for the both of us.
It's dark by 5 over here, but it's all good -- Budapest is never prettier than at night.
Completely psyched to find Pig 37 one afternoon during a trek through the city.
This place -- as most places are in Budapest -- is cheap as hell. Burgers were all made from locally-raised and processed beef, buns were from a local baker. Mine had red cabbage (duh, obviously I'd order the one with cabbage), fried onions, a slab of cheese, and ketchup and mayo. Lunch was something like €10 for the both of us. I'd rather not think about what it might've costed at home.
I discovered Zámbó Jimmy's Christmas album sometime after Thanksgiving. Then I read his Wikipedia article. I've been laughing ever since.
Top and middle: Monument to and gravesites of Hungarian citizens killed in the 1956 revolution against the Soviet Union
Inscription at top of each stone reads as follows: "The 1956 Revolution and Freedom Fight's heroic deaths and innocent sacrifices who are buried in this graveyard."
The ten stones list the names, ages, and occupations of almost 750 people killed between October 23 and November 10 as their country rebelled against its own Soviet-lead government. It was the first significant threat to Soviet control since the Nazi party fought against the USSR's invasion of Eastern Europe.
Bottom: Bad-ass lioness on mausoleum of Kossuth Lajos
This cemetery was established in 1847 during a period of increasing emphasis on "Hungarianness" and separation from the Habsburg empire -- a handful of national heroes (like Kossuth Lajos) are buried here, as are dozens of well-known poets, actors, and performers.
Gloomy again, but spent the day outside anyway. Visited Heroes' Square, then rode the metro line running under it -- the second oldest underground railway in the world -- on which Eli received a fine for not having an appropriately punched ticket (yes, it was his fault). Slow clap.
Spent a few hours at the Museum of Ethnography. Geeked out big time.
Pictured up top: original fieldwork transcriptions by BĂ©la BartĂłk.
Finally had a sunny day in BalatonfĂĽred -- visited Tihany and its abbey, situated on a hill overlooking the lake.