nagyon beteg

...which means, I feel really, really sick. not surprising really, given the insane temperature changes we've had. It's lot of fun packing up the apartment with a horrible cold. I didn't know we had accumulated so much stuff!
Anyway, Mom and Dad are packing up to head home tomorrow. It's been fun showing them around. Here are some pictures from Mom and Dad's trip...
sampling Hungarian cuisine at Fatal.



Dad at the cukraszda, which he at first called the crescendo. Almost as funny as Mom calling palacsinta (Hungarian crepes) pilates! haha...


Mom with her new Hungarian friend at the bus stop.

proud Dad after successfully navigating Budapest without me!

Turkish folk dancers at the festival -- which is kind of odd considering that the Turks were hated and despised for taking over Hungary!

me and Mom at Statue Park, where they keep all the Communist statues that used to be in Budapest.
Mom and Dad at Fishermen's Bastion, with Parliament in the background.