My sandal got caught in the escalator.

To all of those dear fans out there who have desperately waited for a spirited return to the blogging world, you have probably found another source of entertainment. Alas, this will be my first blog post in about a month and my last as a resident of Budapest. In the last two weeks classes have finished, lifetime friends have moved away, and Budapest has changed from a place of comraderie to a place once again foreign to me. In the last few days here the boys at the flat made a spirited expedition to Lake Balaton to enjoy the sights and sounds with fellow erasmus students we did not know so well. What happens when Norway wins Eurovision in a bar in Siofok where the wine is flowing and the group of twenty stumbles towards the bass beating across the bridge is something of a surprise. The bartender seemed to be taking the night off to dance on the bar while her barmate lit booze on fire and twirled flaming bottles around while yet another barmate stood on the bar at the other end liberally pouring liquor into the mouths of exuberant dancers. The next morning (or afternoon) we went swimming and went home. I made some new Greek friends who, if I'm lucky I'll get to meet in their homeland in a few weeks. The next day Tristan and I ran 10km around Margaret Island. I died, due to overheating in the 30C weather, but Tristan marched on eventually taking a dip in the Danube; something he later regretted. Tuesday brought together an international consortium of avid floorball enthusiasts who took to the court inside Corvinus' gym for 2 hours to duke it out in the extreme spring humidity. The final match saw the North Americans take on the World. The North Americans won on a Golden Goal by Massachusetts' own Bill Nussdorfer. Afterwards, the men made it to the baths on Margaret Island for a much needed cool down. Despite continuous harrassment, the young lady selling the entrance tickets wouldn't let us take advantage of the afternoon pricing 40 minutes ahead of time. A day later found us on the long journey to Budapest's Aquaworld, a waterpark with a diving board, wave pool, saunas, hot tubs, a bar and over a kilometre of waterslides. It was a pretty awesome afternoon, especially the river tube slide and the dude who seemed to enjoy spending time with his girlfriend in the hot tub. Fortunately for us, we were in the other pool.

I love Budapest. And it will never be the same as I remember.

Everything. Everything. Everything. I want it back, but its gone.

My sandal got caught in the escalator. Budapest wants me to stay, but I know.... I'm done. It's time for a change. I'll always love Budapest, let's see if there's more to love.

Mikke