Last Stop: Budapest
We reached the end of our back-packing journey and it was
time to return to our individual lives.
Some of us had 9 to 5 jobs to resume, others were prolonging their holidays
and continuing traveling, and as for me – I was packing up my bag once more and
moving my life to Florence.
One by one, the group dissipated. Our final embraces signified “see you later”
rather than “goodbye.” We knew we would
all be reunited once again, in one country or another; however, the harsh
reality that we would no longer spend every hour laughing and exploring together
fell upon us. Nevertheless, we did not
mourn our looming departures while in Budapest, but rather, we celebrated our
amazing summer together and enjoyed each other’s company for the final
remaining days.
First and foremost, an immeasurable amount of thanks needs
to go out to our lovely friends in Budapest who housed, fed, and entertained
us. Without you all, we would have simply wandered this beautiful city; but
your generosity and company filled Budapest with even more love and life.
After we arrived in Budapest, post a memorable over-night
train ride from Serbia, we dispersed among friends homes to get settled in. It
was extremely refreshing and comforting
to “make roots” in a country for a period of time longer than a few days – not to
mention sleep in knowingly clean sheets, eat home-cooked meals, and take a hot
shower.
The first night in Budapest, fellow Camp Cal workers and
our traveling group reunited for bor, fröccs, and palinká. Drinks, laughs, and
stories flowed throughout the night, leaving us all warm-hearted to see dear
friends. Over the next few days our
gracious tour guides brought us to see all the sights of Budapest – Parliament,
the Castle District, Margit Island, local restaurants, dive bars, and live
music, among many others. This is an
easy city to fall in love with – it is brimming with beautiful people, architecture,
and things to do – truly coming into its prime.
We explored Budapest during the day, experiencing the great
capacity of life and enjoyment Hungary has to offer, and later reconvened at
night to reminisce over funny tales of the summer or share pending plans for
the future.
The week of delicious food, fun bars, and incredible
sights flew by quickly and before I knew it, I was saying my final goodbye.
Boarding the plane in Budapest, I was brought back to the memory of my
departure from New York three months prior: for the second time in 2012 I would
be moving my life to a new country with no set plan, just a dream.
I settled
into my miniature seat on that lovely Ryan Air flight (what a spacious
airplane) and was not sad over the goodbyes or the official end of my glorious summer.
I was brimming with excitement knowing that I get to continue to create my new
life and manifest my own happiness in Italy. I was ready to start the next
chapter of my journey; intertwining my experiences of the US and travels abroad
along with my eagerness and the infinite possibility of my future in Italy.
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