Beyond the Keleti train station, past the ornate Kerepesi cemetery – final resting place of the Hungarian elite – down a weed covered tram track line and in the shadows of the somewhat threatening Budapest Josefvaros train station is the… Read More ›
Just off Andrássy út, and steps from the core of the tourist area of Budapest, is the Hunyadi Market. The market is old school – a movie set with all the stereotypes I associate with rural Hungarian life. Good stereotypes… Read More ›
Our trips across Central Europe always start with a train. As we head out from the Keleti station in Budapest, we move into a world where very few speak English – young and old alike. To make matters worse, there… Read More ›
In my last post, I provided the set up for Mirka’s story. You can read that here. As promised, these are Mirka’s words. Mirka, from the bottom of my heart, thank you for sharing this… Julie Writing and putting… Read More ›
The World in Between isn’t my story. It’s anyone’s story. And those stories are as varied as the people who live them. When my daughter in law, Emily, received her PhD, Pat and I watched her ceremony online (you go… Read More ›
The World In Between 