Few sights in the world rival the nighttime view from the Margit Bridge in Budapest, Hungary. Parliament, the Chain Bridge, Fisherman’s bastion, Matthias Chapel, Gellert Hill and a smattering of onion top church steeples – all are awash in golden… Read More ›
As my skills grow, my self-confidence fades. Why is that? When I was young, I learned quickly. My brain was an empty sponge; easy to fill. I forgave my mistakes with no self-flagellation. Now, mistakes send me into a tail… Read More ›
Right up until Thanksgiving Day, I didn’t think about the impending holiday. Then Thursday arrived and it hit me; a lump in my throat; homesickness. I was relieved. I hope I always miss home on Thanksgiving. That evening I attended… Read More ›
Today is Thanksgiving, our third since moving to Europe but the first which I will work. Without family or friends, football games or turkey; today is just the fourth Thursday in November – a Hungarian workday like any other. Burning… Read More ›
We tackled a poem during a recent lunchtime English conversation class; Dreams Deferred by Langston Hughes. Not being terribly poetic myself, I stumbled upon it googling “Poems for ESL students”. Poetry can be tough to interpret in a second language… Read More ›
The World In Between 