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Thursday, September 01, 2011


Sounds like you had a memorable trip, thank you for taking us along with your wonderful story and photos....I have a question, do you think the bookstore owner would mind if I lived in his store for a while? I could die happy right there! :)

Loved this post; loved the beautiful pix; loved the bookstore; especially loved the unique outdoor library! Thanks for sharing! :)

What a beautiful beautiful description of the city. As always. I wonder how much of that love and appreciation for books is a public display of a part of Hungarian life that was lost in those dark dark years. We will have to look for that bookstore since we too haunt old ones.

Mary Ann, I have been MIA for some time now and just read about your loss. As the Mom of the Muttdog pack of four and my grand dog some weekends it is pretty much a dog world around my house. I'm an animal lover and unfortunately we had a similar incident with a stray cat. The cat jumped over our fence into my backyard one morning, we happen to have a camera setup on the gate trying to figure out how my one dog was getting it open so we saw him jump into the yard. It is a horrible thing and I'm so sorry for your loss, I wish I had words to help but I can only say I can imagine how you feel. I lost my Mom and my dear dog companion three months apart and it was hard. My heart goes out to you, my stomach still hurts when I think of the tragic event that happened in my own back yard. Some people that aren't animal lovers told me at least it wasn't someone's pet, but it was a defenseless animal that some irresponsible human being had dumped and it still broke my heart and more so that my dogs were involved. Take Care, Rainy

Ah Sweet Mysteries of Life. You. Budapest. Both together and separate. Gifts. I'm so honoured to have found you. Donna

You've opened my eyes to a great city! Somehow, I think you could make a trip to the dry cleaner an adventure!

I love how you write Mary Ann. You have such a way with the weaving of words. I can't think of anyone else who can so perfectly merge words with imagery...it's like the perfect martini, blended like fine wine. I feel the warmth that Budapest instilled in your heart and ever thankful you share your thoughts with us.

You have the magic of a true wordsmith - I can feel, taste, smell and breath every moment of every trip I have taken with you!! Thanks for your generosity of spirit - you are a gift :-)

Oh, those clouds, so very Maxfield Parrish, only better. Bitter sweet words. Lovely people. Difficult to reenter into everyday life after immersion in another culture, especially without your little heart to greet you. Wishing you a restorative, long weekend full of naps, lounging and getting your feet back under you. Maybe some art therapy is in order, maybe not. It will all unfold.

Oh my,you are such a poet. My heart still aches for your loss of Buck, and sings for your tales of Budapest. Please, please, please, keep writing.

Such amazing photos...thank you for sharing your experiences with us. The bookstore looks so delicious. You are bringing so many fabulous souvenirs and memories home with you! I hope they will bring your comfort and happiness.

I have so loved your posts on Budapest. I have this desire to visit there now, which is strange since I never had the desire before. After one post I thought, wouldn't it be great to visit there and search for my relatives. I knew my paternal grandmother was Hungarian but it was only last year that I discovered that she immigrated here when she was 8 years old. I had thought the family had been here for generations so it was a surprise to me. After seeing your pictures and reading your narrative I now want to know more about this side of the family. Thank you for awakening that in me.


swaddled, positively swaddled in love you are. No one deserves it more. Mary Ann Mary Ann

What a beautiful journey you have taken us on. All the other comments speak for me. Reading your commentary is like devouring a great book. You have the power to touch the reader in a very deep place, never too many words, just enough. I hope your heartache eases soon.

What a lovely epilogue to your journey to/from Budapest. The lady sitting next to you was no accident...it was serendipity, no doubt provided by The Buckman. I'm sure he wants you to not be sad but know that is so much easier said than done.

Loved all the pictures of this beautiful city. Hope I can get there one day.

When does school start for you? Or has it already begun?

If you upload your photo to Flickr there's a good chance it'll have a geolocation on it, which you can then look up on Google maps. If you get really lucky, the area will have street view and you'll be able to find your bookshop that way.

Of all the wonderful places you have visited, Budapest is the place I would most like to visit. An incredible place. Your pictures are like a thousand words. Your camera says it all, to me.

thank you for your stories from budapest

Sigh.........thanks for the journey!

I'm glad you're home safely but I'm really sorry you're no longer in Budapest. It seemed like a good place for you. I actually checked airfares to fly over there. Too pricey right now but not impossible for some day in the future.

I loved every Buda-post...

I would never have thought of going to Budapest, but now I would love to, thanks to you. So happy your met that sweet lady on the plane, that was your gift for coming to her country and sharing with all of us. Sorry about Buck, I put things under my pillow too when I am sad, thankful or happy. Thanks for the trip.

After hearing of you adventures, seeing your pictures and reading your words, I have put Budapest on my bucket list!!!! My brother has traveled there in winter and had glorious tales to tell>
I feel that I have missed a lot though! I am so sorry to read that you lost your BUck!!! My heart hurts for you. He will always be with you and he sure did know that you love him dearly.

Your story about your traveling companion is wonderful > I am sure that you have gained another wonderful friend!!
Happy Weekend!!

Thanks Mary Ann...the trip was lovely...just lovely.

Such a great story....thank you for "taking me along". I am anxious to see your journal and as you create it, maybe it will help your "homesickness" for Budapest! I think we all miss Buck....and are still sending you warm and peaceful thoughts. Welcome back!!

Glad you made it home safe and sound. I agree with Gwen, the way you write always tugs at my heartstrings.

Books on every corner?? Wow, my heart is a flutter! Thanx for the great tour. If I ever travel for pleasure, I will be going to Budapest. This is the place you will return to one day, my friend. Budapest is yours!

Thank you Mary Ann for this fabulous trip! I'm like you in leaving another country, after having been there and grown accustomed to their lifestyles. I am sad to leave and always hope to return one day. These past
days you helped me return to lovely Budapest. I loved it, and still want to return again!

You are a wonderfully expressive writer!!

Thanks for another great trip Mary Ann!!

Yup, I'm with Gwen on this one, I think you should put some of these wonderfully observed people into a screenplay so they can come to life for all of us. And of course there needs to be a sassy crafty-gifted lady in there somewhere making it all happen! Good to know you are safely home too.

I love the way you weave your stories together... especially the way they go with the pictures.
Glad you had a wonderful time, Emie

Thank you for all the photos and stories. Am all the more resolved to see Budapest. Your last sentence made me smile. My beloved great grandmother was born and raised in Hungary. Her name was Erzsebet.

How beautiful and dreamy this all is.

I really wonder why no newspaper/magazine or TV station have hired you for making travel reports for them. When I read all this and see how you observe and perceive things around you, I really feel like hopping onto a ship and making a daytrip to Budapest, which is really just around the corner from Vienna and can easily be reached by boat. Until now I always thought: well, I'll go there some day, but after reading this, it feels like: I wanna go right now!
You are fantastic Mary Ann, and it's so great that you let us take part in your adventures. And please please share pages from your travel album soon!

Welcome home! I so get the feeling of longing for a place you were a part of for a while. I got to stay in an appartment in London for four weeks in 2009. I spend all my days walking the city. Just walking walking walking. I saw so much and was completely immersed in a totally different kind of life. When I got back I actually cried with some sort of reverse homesickness! It took me a few weeks to adjust again to my own life. It's not that I don't love my home and my everyday life, it's just that I loved it there so much too and I didn't want to let it go. ;-) Now I have sweet memories and they are priceless!

Oh, Mary Ann...I'm sitting here, reading this so past tired that emotions are easily stirred. I teared up more than once reading this blog entry and honestly wanted to jump in the shower and have a good crying jag, if you know what I mean. We lost 2 cats last year 8 months apart. They were both 18 years old. I still see them out of the corner of my eye, disappearing around a corner or lying on the bed lifting their heads and looking at me. I can still feel their weight in my arms. Given their ages, I should have been more ready for them passing on, but I wasn't. It still hurts. We have a new puppy and I love her dearly, but I haven't forgotten Susie and Jazz.
Thank you for writing the way you do.

so sweet and heartfelt. i never thought i'd want to travel to budapest and now i do! :) thank you.

Sweet melancholy.

I wish you would write a movie or a novel, though your stories on this blog fill me with wonder in the same way as a well-crafted novel or film. You have made me long to go to Hungary, too. I love the way you travel, seeing what is real.

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