8 Things I miss about Hungary.

I've recently spent almost a year of my life living in Hungary. Now I've been back for more than two months and decided to compile a list of the top eight things which I miss about Hungary. So without further ado.

1: Coat racks.

In Hungary there is always a coat rack. In offices, cafes, pubs, hallways of immigration offices, cake shops, or in fact anywhere you can reasonably expect to be to be staying inside inside for a considerable length of time. So instead of putting your account on a chair or table you can simply hang it on a coat rack which strikes me as rather civilized.

2: Good coffee

Proper coffee is everywhere in Hungary, even in places you wouldn't expect you an instant coffee in England (corner shops for instance). This means that cafes et cetera don't get a coast on having an espresso machine. Therefore I feel that the average cafe (if such a thing exists in Hungary there seems to be wild variation) has a little more pride in its particular coffee.

3: Sensible trains.

In England the cost of a train ticket is based only is based on an arcane calculation and include such there which includes such variables as crossing county boundaries, the number of stops, phase of the moon, the colour of some poor animals intestines and other auguries beyond the ken of ordinary men. In Hungary is based on mileage.

4: Sun, or a least predictable weather.

I was unsure how to name this one because when I left hungrywe had been having (past perfect continuous bam! I knew we used it.) Fairly bad weather. But this is only to be expected, in Hungary one can expect rain in the autumn. Whereas in England sun is always a surprise even in the summer. In Hungary you can reasonably expect at least eight months without needing your brother every day you can leave it at home. And it seems to me that neither winter nor autumn are endless marathons of grey.

5: My pickle lady

In a total of only market, the one opposite into spiral there is a woman who sells various pickles (lots of pickles and hungry) I am unaccountably fond of she's she's an old chrome of a woman who just happens to have the magical combination of doing really good pickles and being willing to be friendly through a significant language barrier.

6: The lake

in And there is a lake and the one which I can never remember the name of, the bomb which is very close to Tesco's (why are all of my locations in relation to supermarkets) all that is there is a field a small pond and some trees. There's also hope with beer and questionable food but it intends to be a bit of an oasis of calm in the city. I often went there with my friends and fed the ducks and turtles.

7: Budapest

a fantastic city which I find a new reason to love every time I visit. I'll do a post next week about the city. I'm being brief.

8: My flat

when I lived in hungry I lived alone, which I seem to enjoy. I love both of my flat. I liked the location of the first one which was very very close to work and the fact that I had a room that I wasn't using it all ready was totally empty. I love the abundance of furniture and decoration in the second flight which although everything choosing myself I'm able to say the top may have made similar decisions.

And of course the most important bonus number nine

in no particular order: Melinda, Marian, Monica, Monica, Tibi, Tibi, Zoltan, Zoltan, another Zoltan, Bori Laszlo Erica, Mark, Kata, peti, atilla,Tomas, Balint, Budai, Barby, Nate, Nikki, Adorian, Dori, Bianca, csilla,  Bea, Adam Danni Agnes,one more Zoltan, my groups Memphis, California, Shireoaks, Retford, Atlanta, the spring company group, the RB group bawtree,ramby and all the shires, all the summer camp kids, And of course The pickle lady.