Sign of the Day

 

 

I spend a lot of time taking advantage of the gym downstairs while the kids and Tom are gone during the day.  The treadmill has this sign on it.  The translation ("Nobody with the sensor connected nearness"?) and the rather well endowed female always make me smile.

 

Who Wears them Best?

Tough call!

 

Cheers! (with ginger ale)

Tom is in heaven.  Hungarians love ginger ale as much as he does.  It's in most soda dispensers.  They never have ice.  But they do have ginger ale.

 

Notice the lack of other patrons? Not a lot of dinner business before 6!

First Day of School - American International School of Budapest

Bowling in Budapest

It's hard having a big brother who can beat you at practically everything.  So when you beat him at  our first time bowling in Budapest, it's worth documenting!

 

The bowling alley is actually inside a mall here called Mammut (mammoth in Hungarian).  The only difference between this and American bowling is that the shoes are in European sizes.

 

Three spares for Miss C.  Second place never felt better.

Faux-tos of Famous Sites

I'm a Sucker

Walking along Vaci utca, a very touristy pedestrian street that runs next to our apartment, there are all kind of things being sold:  hats, postcards, mulled wine.  When Tom and I were here in November we saw all kinds of cute hats and decided that we'd let the kids each pick one once we moved here.  And we told the kids this.  Keep in mind there are tons of cute hats.  My children did not choose any of those.  Instead they chose the fluorescent Russian ski bunny hats.  Yikes.  The bright side?  They're very easy to spot in a crowd.