Budapest

Last month I traveled to Budapest for a couple of days with two of my very best friends. I've known them for about 15 years now and we always have the best of times. I love them! They're basically my sisters. Although I wouldn't really know what it's like to have actual sisters, since I only have a brother, but I'd like to think it would be something like what we have going on. Except for the fact that we look nothing alike of course. I mean, there is the cute but I-will-kick-your-ass-if-you-mess-with-me half-chinese part of our threesome with pretty curly dark hair. Then we have the fair-skinned, dark haired (although it's more a beautiful golden red-ish color these days) ever so funny and brilliant lawyer. And then there's me, the blond (alright, not so much nowadays, it's fall you see, so of course I had to throw some brown hairdye up in there, blond is more of a spring/summer type of thing) chick who manages to say the wrong thing at precisely the wrong moment and who is as clumpsy as can be, but still pretty adorable, obviously. Anyway... I wanted to write about Budapest. My brain does that all the time, jumping from one thing to another. Completely unrelated things sometimes! And it just keeps going and going too, I never seem to be able to turn it off. It's like one of those darn duracell bunnies! I hate those things! I want to smack them over the head with the biggest hammer I can find (see if you keep moving then, bunny!). You see, there it goes again, from Budapest to battery operated bunnies in a matter of seconds (man, I'm going to be some poor shrink's most annoying patient one day, because let's face it, with a brain like this I'm bound to end up on some psychologist's couch at one point in my life). Ok, back to Budapest! Gorgeous city, beautiful buildings, good food, great company (a.k.a. 'the sisters'). Wanna see some photos? Here you go: