The diminutive country of Hungary, weighing in at just under 10 million people, is home to the third largest parliament building in the world. Consequently, some Hungarians have coined the phrase, “little country, big parliament” (to which a few add… Read More ›
Places we have lived.
During this World Cup, I keep reading that Americans have embraced soccer, turned ourselves into a country of World Cup crazies. Still, I think of our young soccer stars dashing to practice between violin rehearsal and chess club. Soccer, in… Read More ›
An Italian friend once told me, “the piazza is my living room!” I envied him. My living room languished in the dark recesses of my house; formal and unused – a world disconnected from daily life. His living room reeked… Read More ›
The communists were terrible landlords. In a relatively brief 40 years, they turned Kapitulska Ulica, “Church Street”, from a coronation pathway for the kings and queens of the Kingdom of Hungary into a ramshackle mess of crumbling buildings and cockeyed… Read More ›