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After visiting my exhibition on Csopak, the owner of the gallery was so kind and he took us to Örvényes, where we lived in an apartment for 4 days. We had everything there: a big living room, a smaller sleeping room, a mini-kitchen, a balcony and of course a bathroom.

The Balaton, our famous lake was quite near (15 minutes by walking) I showed them everything what I liked: the old gravel-pit (we could not go inside but from the top of the hill we could see the beautiful panorama) We visited the old cemetery, and bathed in the Balaton many times.







One day when we planned to visit the hermit caves (or as Wojtek mentioned them by accident, the 'hermit cages' in Tihany, a storm hit in, so we only could to go to Balatonfüred in the afternoon. But still we had fun, visiting the shore.



We had a very funny event. We discovered long time ago, that Polish kurwa and Hungarian kurva sound the same and mean the same (bitch, etc.), and both folks use them in situations when they're angry.

One day Wojtek took on his ripped jeans, he went into the kitchen. Irma and I sat in the living room, talking about Wojtek's photos, about his kind and nice personality when we suddenly heard 'KURWA!!!' but so loud it even echoed Our dear photographer stumbled upon the kitchen-chest's doorknob and ripped his jeans even wider at the knee.

After 4 days we went back to Budapest. This time Irma was the heroine, arranging everything and I gaveher the responsibility more than happily We traveled by train, then took metro to our hostel. By surprise, we got the same prison cell as on our first night

After we put our packs down, we went to visit the town. We took long walks, enjoying the panorama, and went down to the labyrinth of Budapest:







We discovered some hidden places and had wonderful talk:





On next day they traveled back to Poland. I miss them but next years we'll meet again. Or even sooner Love ya, guys :*

Since two years I know =Dream-traveler and in meantime we became good friends. It was time he would visit me in my homeland, Hungary. We began to plan this journey more than 4 months ago.

I like things well organised and if something doesn't work with my plan, I can change it Planning this trip took me 3 months and I still remember when I wrote him 'I booked the rooms for us' to wich he responded 'Thanks, only 2 and a half months left ' but I was right because even 2 weeks later there were no free rooms.

He decided he would bring a friend with him, a wonderful girl, called Irma. At first sight you would think she's a nice, cute kitty but let me tell you *whispers* she is EVERYTHING but a kitty. Independent woman, as we used to call her with Dream (behind her back of course but I bet she heard us all the time )

Day 01:

They arrived on a Wednesday night to Budapest (our capital town). I booked room for us in a hostel, traveled there afternoon, packed my things and then waited for their bus. I waited for a big bus. Instead of it, a tiny bus arrived and when I saw a thin, black figure jumping out, turning around, hair flying, I ran to him and hugged him. Then I did the same with Irma (I instantly loved her smile )



As for the hostel. Hmmm. I told them on our way there that our room looks mostly like a prison cell. And it really did. Honestly, when we were done with showering, etc... I was like waiting for the jailkeeper to shout at us 'Turn off the light!'

I discovered that I could hold Dream easily in my lap. So I did



Let's just say we didn't sleep much that night. We were talking and laughing.


Day 02:

We traveled to Nagyvázsony. This is the village near to my own village where I live. Let's say I know this place in every bit. I booked a room for us in a hostel (again) and we had quite a fight with ants. Seems to me they thought we invaded their territory. We visited the castle of Nagyvázsony and the ruins of the monastery. I have had luck, because years ago I worked in the castle, so when I wanted to buy tickets for them, the lady in the cassa almost kicked my ass and we could go inside freely







Afterwards, we went to the monastery, and again, I held him in my lap



A photo about the two of us, standing on an (empty!) grave:



Irma and I:



Irma and Wojtek, on my favourite place (the stairs, leading nowhere)



Afterwards, we went to a children's playing place. They took two swings, I was lying in the grass and then all the three of us ended in the grass It was a pleasant feeling, to lie there, looking at the sky:



In the hostel, Wojtek went crazy!



Day 03:

We had a photosession in the morning among the ruins of the monastery... but it took us a little time to get out of the hostel :/ (Wojtek, don't laugh)But I was the dumb one (and you too, Irma . But I love you xD)

We got 2 keys. One was for the room, the other was one supposedly to the front door. But the key didn't open it! Irma and tried every possible doors around. We just couldn't get open that fuckin' door. I climbed out of the window but Wojtek stopped me, then took the keys and voila! - he opened the front door in 5 seconds I and Irma were suffering almost 15 minutes to get out somehow, then the only man of our team just went there and 'Alohomora!', opened it.

The results of the photosession you'll see in his gallery I finally have seen how he works. Let's just call it amazing. He made Irma climb up to my favourite place and when she dropped a stone, I told her 'hey, it is ruined enough already' Of course she payed it back because our dear photographer made me climb those ruins too, just to arrange Irma's hair. I had to drop a stone to stay up there somehow. Guess what Irma told to me? Yeah. Exactly the same 'hey, it is ruined enough already'



(what I don't do for this guy...)

Afternoon we traveled to Veszprém to visit second-hand shops (we love'em ) and then to my exhibition to Csopak:



I was very happy that I could show them my paintings 'live' By now, both of them own some of my paintings.

Irma has this one:



Wojtek owns those:








Part II will come tomorrow, I am tired

So here I am, being very happy, today I had my very first BIG exhibitiion, with people who really know what is art.

Oh yes, that handsome long-haired guy is my brother, he brought his carvings. The name of the exhibition was "Sibling' This word in Hungarian is made of two words: literally body&blood and it means siblings. So that's a word-play.

So let the photos speak for themselves

Member of =HungaroMania and *watercolorists

Member of =HungaroMania and *watercolorists