weird Hungarian guy

Last night Heather and I went to Campona to get some dinner and buy groceries. On the bus back to Diosd, Heather propped her feet up on the bar across from her. A Hungarian man walked over to her feet, stared at them really closely, and said Ot (five). Then he got off the bus.
We were so confused, and yet we are thrilled that Heather apparently has all five toes. What a relief.

Anyway, today was research paper due day. That's never fun, and now I have a stack of 8-10 page papers to grade. This is, of course, in addition to the final week of yearbook before our deadline. oh, the stress!