I Want My Boyfriend Home Already!
Jun. 10th, 2009 11:03 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
talktoolooseSnake wrote today from his brother's apartment in Budapest. His high school reunion was depressing, and his mother is still driving him nuts with her ability to talk non-stop, all day, day after day. But here's a description of a lovely day he had.
Last Friday after a day of listening to my mother, i went downtown on my own. What a multicultural time travel that was! I went to a 15th Century Turkish bath, walked across a bridge built by children's paper recycling efforts during Communism, took pictures of the statue of a Austrian Queen, listened in on church music at a Protestant church across the Danube, contemplated public pissing by some Roman ruins, checked out the Romanian boys for rent by the Danube Corso, and then ate some undistinguished ice cream from the stand of some fancy Western ice cream maker.
Last Friday after a day of listening to my mother, i went downtown on my own. What a multicultural time travel that was! I went to a 15th Century Turkish bath, walked across a bridge built by children's paper recycling efforts during Communism, took pictures of the statue of a Austrian Queen, listened in on church music at a Protestant church across the Danube, contemplated public pissing by some Roman ruins, checked out the Romanian boys for rent by the Danube Corso, and then ate some undistinguished ice cream from the stand of some fancy Western ice cream maker.
