Wicked Winterfrost

Tigers, Bears and Too Many Welcome Shots

Posted in Czech, Hungary by talikas on July 17, 2009


Oh well, honestly, we planned to drive straight home after Berlin. But somehow, once in Prague, and after the wicked nostalgic reunion with my old Voronezh school mate David (yes, he is still the same after 4 years!) and partying with Tomas, Helga, Klairi-Liis, Marka etc, we got so carried away that took the direction to Bratislava and ended up in Budapest. And of course, not just like that, but in a mysterious Kafka-apartment with Tamas, his family, two turtles and  so much Hungarian hospitality that I still feel the purple taste of plum palinka in my mouth.

Tamas wanted to show us around and prove that almost every Hungarian has a private wine cellar or at least a personal peach tree and took us to the Eger wine festival with other crazy Hungarians Andrew,  Rita, Djuri and Attila. Wine festivals are great, no doubt, but we all know what tasting 10 different wines in a row can do to us on a hot summer day, so we weren’t too surprised when Tamas kept on enigmatically babbling about “peach blossoms, Montenegro and another round of welcome shots”.  The rumour has it that the poor fellow ended up sleeping in the bushes and being violated by a local wine merchant. Next day, after sobering in the hot thermal pools of Eger, he naturally denied everything.


Yes, I Like Jumping Photos – Prague Is Becoming Venice

Posted in Czech, Germany: Berlin by talikas on July 9, 2009


After Evelyn and Egert came to meet me in the airport, we all plunged straight into the hectic (night)life of Berlin. My thoughts were still wondering somewhere in Asia, and thanks to the jetlag I must have looked like an absentminded zombie, but my body was dancing all night long in some crazy music festival, swimming in Berlin parks, eating too many dürüm kebabs, meeting old and new friends and enjoying the atmosphere of the greatest bohemian city in Europe. We, ourselves, felt quite bohemian, too, living (illegally) in a huge empty colorful artist-squat in the middle of the city (on the photo), waking up daily at 3 pm, chilling with the cool techno-music-arty crowd. Joel and Hanna, my favorite techno-DJ-circus-caravanpark-relatives, made us feel like at home and the Arne-Karin-Mou combo was great to hang out with (looking forward to the romantic dinner in restaurant Volga :P).

The week in Berlin just flew away, disappeared into the hot sunshine and dark gloomy nights, and now we are… already in Prague, getting to know the Czech pop culture (thanks, Tomas, yesterday was quite enlightening, especially the middle-aged ladies dancing to the 70es Czech pop-music and half-naked men swimming-dancing on the floor), and randomly looking at the map of Europe to decide where to go next.