I’m in Budapest, now. Did you know that Jethro Tull has a song called Budapest? Neither did I, but I love “Aqualung” so here we are. I imagine by this point in my trip too, after three weeks of back-packing through hostels, that I’ll match the description of having greasy fingers and shabby clothes… Though certainly without the whole eyeing little girls with bad intent part, though.

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