Up early for an orange drink so gross only I could stomach it. I packed up slowly after a great hot shower. I took the Metro to the last stop and walked about a mile to the highway. The first ride was only for 15 kms but the next one was all the way toContinue reading ““Travels to a Different Time” : 1June1975: Budapest and Tokaj Hungary: Strangely Lonely in My Shanty Shack and the Belting Rain”
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