I have an entire essay drafted about my trip to Budapest and maybe at some point I’ll polish and publish it. But for now, I’ll leave you with a few half-frame 35mm photos from my long weekend there with my very good friend who happens to be Hungarian.
On a parting note, the two of us live in Berlin, or rather, Germany—a country where neither of us is from or speaks the language. When we flew back to Berlin from Budapest, the pilot welcomed everyone to the city and said “And to those of you returning, welcome home.” I’m very grateful to this particular friend for playing a big part in making Berlin feel like my actual home. I’m also grateful to him for showing me where he feels most at home.
Szia!