2013 Grateful 11
Mary Murphy
October 20, 2013
When I arrived in Budapest all those years ago, with two suitcases, two framed pictures, and an assortment of mental and emotional baggage, Keleti Station
When I arrived in Budapest all those years ago, with two suitcases, two framed pictures, and an assortment of mental and emotional baggage, Keleti Station
Before the aura reader told me that I should visit the solar plexus vortex, I’d already been. I can’t say I was strangely drawn to
Back when I was working in a peroxide plant in Longview, Washington, I decided to move. It wasn’t the smell from the paper mill across
Life in the ‘hood is certainly taking a turn for the better. Despite repeated warnings by all and sundry when I first moved to Budapest,
Notable by its presence I was in Riga, Latvia, last week and it was quite the experience. I know now a lot more about the
I don’t think I’ve been this far north in Europe before. Yes, I’ve dipped my toes in the Arctic Ocean but that was in Alaska.
Civilization is drugs, alcohol, engines of war, prostitution, machines and machine slaves, low wages, bad food, bad taste, prisons, reformatories, lunatic asylums, divorce, perversion, brutal
For years I’ve been rather mean to the city of Prague. Not because of anything it did to me or because of anything bad that
There was a time when Szimpla Kert was my last port of call on a night out. When I first arrived in Budapest, it fascinated
My greatest fear, as a traveller, was realised last week. For years, I’ve broken out in a cold sweat when hotel receptionists ask me for
