February 12th, 2008 – by: narala
Believe it or not, but Budapest
is a great city. Who woulda thunk it? My first night there was pretty uneventful. I was completely busted. So, I went to sleep around 9. The next day, I did the usual thingy: walk around and familiarise myself with the area. That night, a bunch of us went to the craziest party I'd ever been to. It was some place that had a dance floor and a huge heated swimming pool. It happens just once a month and we were there at the perfect time. Everybody was wearing swimming trunks. I didn't have one so I was wearing my boxers. Now imagine about 60 drunk people, in their underwear in a heated pool.
I really don't want to think about some of the things people might have done to that pool. It's better not to know. So, I was in one of the dressing rooms drying off before round 2 in the pool when some hungarian (I think) dude walks up to me. I love you man, he says. No, you don't. Where are you from, man? Slovakia, I responded. Nigger, where are you from? Excuse me, don't fucking call me that again. Nigger, for real, where are you from? At this point, I'd had enough of him. It's not that he was being racist, he just didn't know. Usually when people do that, I just correct them. But I really didn't like this dude from the get go. So I cussed him out and told him to piss off. Can you believe this asshole still didn't get the message? Started telling me how he loves rap and hiphop and how he sings them too.
Good for you, I said. Now fuck off. Finally after about 5 minutes of being insulted, he got the message and left.
The next night was uneventful too. Ordered some pizza, drank some beers, watched Trainspotting and went to sleep around 9 again. I can't believe how tired I am these days. The next day was great though. I went caving. Now, I thought we were just going to walk through some caves and ooh and aah our way out of it. How wrong I was? It was a lot more extreme than I imagined. We crawled through tiny holes that even I could barely fit in, slid down slippery slopes, climbed up even more slippery slopes. We did this for about 2 hours. It was definitely an experience I would love to repeat. I wonder if we have any caves in Atlanta. Caving is not for the claustrophobic though. After caving, the 7 of us that went together had dinner and drank the night away.
I'm in Barcelona now. I was going to take the train from Budapest but that would have been 27 hours long with 3 train changes. No thanks. I'd rather fly.