Yesterdays Lunch

Chicken wrapped in bacon and stuffed with cheese and asparagus. Very nice, but i doubt its traditional hungarian food... If only i could read the menus i wouldnt just point and hope for the best! Cost? 2GBP inc. beer.

Street Theatre

The picture below is from a street performance that i stumbled upon. The plot was quite easy to follow though i think i missed out on a minor sub plot, damn language is crazy.

It gets quite arse-slappingly raunchy. the girl in the photo below gets her arse slapped alot by some old man, but the guy she really likes is the one she appears to be felating below.

Nice.

Silly Bavarian-looking man with impressive pole...

At the weekend I went to... looking at some stupid hungarian name i've written down... some music festival.

It were massiv... ai... entrance was about 8GBP (no pound sign on silly foreign computers) and the beer was about 50p a pint. I also tried some "Magyar Palinkaház" which is their national drink, it comes all all kinds of flavours, i think i had apricot with honey.

It seems to go to Romania i have to go back on myself and that sounds annoying so i might screw romania and go to Ukraine. I know nothing about Ukraine, Kiev is the capital right? Thats about it, didn't it have an Orange revolution? Viktor Ushenko and Victor Yanukovic... or something... popular unrest over lack of improvements from the guy they revolted to get in office... great... maye i go somewhere else. I dunno... i'll probably go Ukraine - i've never been...

First day in Budapest

Ok, its been done... this isnt a qwerty nor is it an azerty keyboard. I thought that was bad enough... this is an qwertz keyboard and i hate keyboard people even more...

Enough on that.

My first day in Budapest is going well. I have gone to St Matthias church and seen the Crown of St Stephen and a few other things, the church itself - previously Ottoman until theyleft and it was churchisised again. see... culture... some people may like to know i am keeping a diary of this trip... not a la Pilkington (oblique reference most of you wont get... but i know some will) Ö <-- wots that? damn keyboard...

Also saw the palace - on the outside, located St Stephen`s basilica and the parliament. I visited the parliament a few hours after i landed at 1am ish... it was nice in the dark and near where i am staying. As i got near a guard woke up from a flowerbed he was sleeping in and pretended to be alert whilst yawning, Bush was in town after all... vigilance a must'.... they have stolen the exclamation mark.... um... searching... ! voila!

Well here is me prattling on like a school girl, not eaten much local cuisine yet, a burger king... though last night i did have some local crepes, well crepes stuffed with things england knows not of.

Ill leave it there now, more later!

The Future

On Thursday I fly to Budapest and I am Couchsurfing for at least the first few nights. I have also packed my trusty hammock, tarpaulin and mozzy net in case I decide to camp or am forced to burglarize a public park to sleep in.

I also plan to visit the Gundel Restaurant, the most expensive in all of Hungary I'm told, as the Menu and ambiance looks eye-watering... So I may have to pack a jacket, shirt and trousers as well... I'm traveling lightly but powerfully, by which I mean the bare essentials to live in a forest, a change of clothes and a couple of credit cards in case I decide to change lifestyle.

If only I had a plan rather than deciding to go for a potter around the area, still - no rush! I can't help remembering the Monty Python Hungarian phrase book sketch... their language is completely unlike anything else i've ever read!

Its been a week but...

NOW MY EXAMS ARE OVER [hazzahs are in order].

However, on the 22nd I am off to Budapest [one way ticket, but I will be back!)

I'm sure I will be writing about Hungary's (et al) cuisine but i'm guessing it will be sporadic. Read all about it here!

Alternatively read all about it on anotherfoodblog.com where my sporadic writing will be spaced out by more regular contributors!

(today I had a ham and cheese bagel and yesterday's Chicken curry again and will probably make myself a ham and cheese toasty).

Apparently - never trust online tests

You Are 82% Evil

You're the most evil person you know. The devil is even a little scared of you!

How Evil Are You?

Tuesday

I'm just going to skip the last few days; sunday and monday. I only ate scraps and was busy avoiding revision.

This morning I woke at 7:15 and had a coffee and a shower followed by a sausage and bacon sandwich.

I then stretched a bit and went to my 9:30 exam. It went "well" as in I covered approximately the right amount of paper with ink. The time seemed to end just as I finished reading both essays through - the content however I shall leave to be judged by the professionals.

After my exam I lay in the sun - pretty much all day. I ate a bowl of instant noodles for lunch and made a large and rather spicy Chicken Madras for dinner.

Exam tomorrow on Explanatory Concepts in Political Science. It is at 2pm so I shall start revising tomorrow morning.

Saturday!

Saturday was nice and sunny, I lay in the sun until I was starving and then I made an omlette with cheese and beans on toast. Thus:






In the evening we had a BBQ, Robin cooked, Ewan provided most of it and I helped eat!

Friday food!

On friday whilst watching Threads - mentioned below. Sam, Dave and I ate this pie which I made:

Crisis of Identity

Yes this is a food blog... just haven't written about food for a week...

Yesterday I made a chicken pie, it was very good. Sam, Dave & I partook of it and might fine it was to. We were watching Threads at the time which is about a Nuke being dropped on Sheffield/England... It wasn't very light hearted.

More food soon! [It is the 'exam' period though and i'm busy looking busy].

Teachers - historic.

Teachers, at schools I have been to, often said in the first few weeks of term: "i don't know what school you used to go to - but we don't tolerate that here" worst still they could say "what school did you go to" - promoting your naively proud resoponse - only to then reply "well we don't tolerate that here". Damning stuff.

Is that the same as saying to a foreign guy you live with: "i don't know where you come from but in england we do our washing up". Just a thought.

(N.B. while i do live with some foreigns chaps they are the good ones and do clean theire mess away)

The End is Nigh!!

For the spice of life and freedom of speech.

http://www.24dash.com/content/news/viewNews.php?navID=7&newsID=5468

Synopsis:
Some guy isn't allowed to preach using a megaphone. Ok, whatever... he's a crank [don't mean to offend anyone but...]

I enjoy walking past these people and tapping my head. Is anyone actually afraid or scared by these people? They amuse me like the rowdy shouts of an Istanbul bizarre. Lets also ban Chinese restaurants, and Greek ones, and... better idea: let's ban restaurants, the stench of cooked and cooking food oozes onto the streets and stinks up the place. Did i mention tramps? ban them aswell, they're visual polution and human detritous.

Lets ban colours, everyone must wear white! Personally I get headaches easily and colours just makes it so much worse. Perhaps English people can wear white and those foreign types can wear black - just so you know when you start a conversation if you're going to encounter a linguistic or cultural barrier. And lets ban people going out after dark. Because i can't see my car from my bedroom window when its dark and someone might rough it up and that thought stops me sleeping.

Also valium/lithium for all so everyone is nice and mellow.

Hooray!

p.s: yes i do realise he hasnt be BANNED and hes just not allowed to use a megaphone. So lets keep restaurants so long as you can't smell them on the other side of the road...

And now for something completely different...

“The inherent vice of capitalism is the unequal sharing of blessings. The inherent virtue of socialism is the equal sharing of miseries.” - Churchill

Damn weather. Fooled me again!

A few weeks ago it was sunny in Brighton. When I was in London I gathered shorts and summery clothes and took them back with me. Cue 3 weeks of miserable pissy weather.

I now arrive in London and it's sunny here today, all my shorts are in Brighton.

Tuesday, tomorrow - i'm going to go back to Brighton and the forcast is good, so is the Friday after. I will use my shorts! (or eat them).

Sunday

Woke lateish and had a sandwich whilst watching the Monaco Grand Prix. Good stuff.

Left house 3:30 ish to get to Dagenham Heathway, I packed a weeks worth of clothes and took my passport (almost, not really - it is miles away though). Sat on District line for well over an hour, began to hallucinate... I saw this vast area of 'London' which didn't look like London. Crazy stuff.

Went to Dave's house and had a few beers.

Saturday

Woke Oxford.

Jo, How many alarms do you need to go off to wake you up?????

Arrived London middayish

Watched Star Wars II, (Clone wars) Had a Siesta and went to dinner at a family friend's who lives nearby. Tasy BBQ, plentiful wine. Home and now sleep.

Night

Friday

Today I woke up, summer seems to have been a brief 3-4 days over a week ago and the grey drizzle was spattering on the window pane. Had a cup of hot chocolate and headed for a logic lecture.

After that I had a sausage and bacon sandwich. It was very good, but the bread was the cheap stuff that is easily squashed into a thin mush that cleaves to the room of your mouth.
At noon I headed for the pub to meet some other people, most of whom study International Relations, we sat around worrying that we haven’t started revising yet and perhaps we should be.

I headed for London afterwards and read on the train a publication of the Institut Liberales de Friedrich-Naumann-Stiftung called The Capitalist Peace. It’s rather good and follows my course on War and Resistance rather well, so it should be rather easy to drop into essays.

I then had an early mixed grill: Lamb chops, tomatos and that sort of thing. Then on to Oxford for a drink with friends!

Oxford was great, saw "Cellar" Dave (I know yr reading this). Had a large Capuccino, time was not on our side and after an hour at 22:00 i had to leave and go to the beautiful Joanna graduatation party from St. Claire's College (IB). That ended remakably quickly at 1:30am and we left for Xi'an's, a chinese restaurant, which was closed. Ended up at the only club we could find open (the Coven?? I forget...) Which was having a Gay Night.... Thanks to Jo and Sky for saving me at certain occasions, and to Rob i can only say i'm so sorry they were busy saving me... my heart goes out to your violated flesh... And thanks to Sky for buying me a Coke, i was stoney broke.

Thursday, a day of toasted cheese...

Today i woke up to a bacon sandwich and a lecture on the EU.

I then got back, around midday and ate 4 slices of 'cheese on toast' whilst watching Dr. Strangelove.

This evening I had another portion of yesterdays spaghetti Bolognese and again i saw the earwig, again on my bed. Again I went to remove it, not wanting to splat it all over my sheets and again the flick of my hand did not direct it onto the 'killing zone' as planned but, rather, into reclusion. The damn thing is taunting me.

Night!