A matter of perspective
Mary Murphy
December 31, 2012
My computer clock tells me that it’s 2.09 am on 31 December and yet my wristwatch says 15.09 on 29 December. Such is the joy
My computer clock tells me that it’s 2.09 am on 31 December and yet my wristwatch says 15.09 on 29 December. Such is the joy
When I started this Grateful series at the start of this year, I had no idea of how it would work or what shape it
Nothing could have prepared me for what I met at Fort Monostor in Komárom. No explanation, or description, or photographs could have done justice to
I first visited Budapest in December 2003. Shortly afterwards, I wrote this letter about my impressions. The inimitable DLW, who hoards her correspondence, dug it
I knew little, if anything, about Hungary before I moved here. Gradually, as I met more and more people, my list of places to visit
Somewhere between my mid-20s and my early 30s, the thought of a hot, sudsy bath became more enjoyable than the bath itself. Gone were the
Everything I’ve ever done in my life to date has led to my being in Budapest right now. Difficult to imagine that each little decision
