We’ve decided to stay in a Belgian wellness hotel for some days.
We are in the process of checking in.
Receptionist (a middle aged gentleman, casting a nervous look at me):
‘Are you Piros Matusek?’
Me: ‘Yes, I am.’
Receptionist: ‘Here it stands for me that this is a ‘Mister Matusek’. And you are not a man.’
Me: ‘Sir, you are undoubtedly a sharp observer.’
Receptionist: ‘I need to adjust it in the system before checking you in..’
Me: ‘May I have a suggestion: should a male guest under the name Matusek also arrive at this Belgian hotel tonight, I will immediate let him take my room. Until then, just temporarily, could you check me in? Is that an acceptable solution for you?’
I am Hungarian living in Antwerp, Belgium.
Having landed in my blog might mean that you are interested in topics like How to Run A Happy Family, or How To Be Successful At Work, or Which Places Not To Miss When You Travel Abroad, and if you indeed want to know more about those topics, please do visit some real blogs, due to the fact that I also write about family, travel, work, etc, however the common element of those posts being that you will for sure not find them useful, in any sense.
You will meet recurring characters, such as my daughter (2006), my son (2009), my husband, and some others (grandmas, neighbours, teachers, colleagues..) who are all very nice people, so appearing in my stories is not at all their fault..
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