I was looking through Mom's massive collection of photo albums - gleaning them for prime photographs to make the photo board display you see here today - when I stumbled on a photo of myself. 5 years old, wearing the green ballet dress she made for me to dance as a flower in the end-of-year... Continue Reading →
Rigo Utca, Budapest, Hungary
Zrinyi utca (Photo credit: Hat) The last year I was in HungaryI lived on Rigo, Utca. Rigo is the Hungarian name for the backbird whose song fills the air in Budapestat dusk and again in the early hours of the morning, even before light starts to show on the horizon. I lived in a huge... Continue Reading →
Italy
When I lived in Hungary I visited Venice 3 times, and Florence once. An Italian friend in Budapest had a family flat in Florence and invited me to stay with her one summer. My room overlooked a public square, with several restaurants and cafes where I was able to sample my first real Italian pizza. ... Continue Reading →