Month of Silence

I'm here to break the month of silence. I haven't written in a long time, so there is almost too much to say. I barely remember what happened last month. I suppose I had a wonderful spring break, sitting at home, taking it easy. I didn't go anywhere, didn't do anything, and it was really lovely. Two weeks ago I got very sick with a bad head cold. Sore throat, stuffy nose, the works. This was very unfortunate, because my father was coming soon and we were going to travel the country and explore. By the time he got here I was feeling much better, and was able to meet him at the airport and travel down to Letenye. He came to explore some family history. His grandfather, and my great-grandfather, was a pure Hungarian, and through some research, he was able to find that the birthplace was in a small town called Egyeduta, which is now part of the larger town of Letenye, a border town to Croatia. We went down to see the town and explore, and brought my friend Dani who is an excellent translator, and thanks to him were able to talk to some people. We found some people with the last name of Bedi (which is my great-grandfather's last name), and who think that their grandfather and my dad's grandfather might have been cousins. We saw some original records from the church, and exchanged some addresses, but there is still work to be done.

After this trip, we came back to Vác and explored the Danube bend, seeing some wonderful towns close by like Szentendre, Visegrád, and Esztergom, housing quaint shops, museums, and even a castle on a hill and the country's biggest basilica. We climbed all the way to the top of the basilica, a dizzing climb, from where you can see across the river into Slovakia. From here we traveled west to Tata, another castle, and Fertőd, where there was an impressive palace fixed up nicely like the olden days. We finally ended at the other farthest city west, in Sopron, eating turkey breast stuffed with plums, drinking wine, and listening to a live string quartet serenade us. That unfortunately was the topper, since that night I proceeded to throw up everything I had eaten the last few days and more. This brought us travelling back to Vác in order that i could recover, and we just took it easy in my town for the 2 days left of his stay. When I started being able to eat and sit up again, I introduced him to friends from my church, toted him around Vác, and sadly said goodbye.

I'm now finally back in school, after 2 weeks off thanks to sickness and my father, and only 5 weeks left of the school year! It's hard to come back, but 5 weeks seems like a really short time, and I know it will go by quickly. After these 5 weeks, I'm planning a trip to Bulgaria for a week before my flight home. Everything is winding down, and it will be a challenge to stay motivated at this point, but I know I can do it. I will post some pictures soon when I get them of my dad and I and our trip, so stay tuned!