Le V on Crack

I just left Gerbeaud. After a Cointreau torte and an iced coffee (which turned out to be a coffee shake with ice-cream), Le Voyageur is buzzing - wooooohooooo!

Given the copious quantities of sugar and caffeine running through my bloodstream, this post may be a bit attention deficit disorder heavy (more so than usual).

Budapest is an architecture lover's dream. One really cannot turn a corner without seeing another magnificent edifice built in the style of Renaissance, neo-Gothic, Baroque... Amazingly enough, these buildings are not just churches, museums, or the Parlament. You can enjoy Roman columns or cherubs on the ceilings while sitting in a bank, hotel, or apartment complex.

Magyar is easy on the ears. Some languages sound really harsh to me, but Magyar is quite melodic and pleasant (except when spoken by screaming schoolkids on a train, but no language does well under those circumstances).

This is the last week of my trip - I've started thinking about my return back to California and realizing how much I have to take care of - packing and moving to Chicago being the next big thing. I doubt that I'll be so prolific in my posting when I get back. Packing boxes isn't nearly as exciting to write (or read) about.

Alright, time to vibrate away from the keyboard and burn off some of the jet fuel in my system.