I am Hungarian living in Antwerp, Belgium.
Having landed in my blog might mean that you are interested in topics like Family, Work, or Travelling 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..
Wanna more photos? In that case pirosbelgium (Instagram) might be the place..
‘Dear Colleagues, Pls note that I am facing technical issues, due to which I might be disconnected from any of our precious meetings. Currently I am elaborating different solutions* in order to prevent such cases in the future. Thank you for your understanding.’
Upon having checked in the hotel my husband immediately hung the ‘Do not disturb’ sign on the door. After 2 days he indicated at the reception that we will take this with us, just in case it also works at home.
Me (to my son): ‘And how was your school bike exam?’
He (11 years): ‘It was terribly difficult.’
Me: ‘How come? You bike pretty well I thought.’
He: ‘That’s what I thought, too. But then it turned out that during the exam we weren’t allowed neither to stand on the bike nor to steer it with 1 hand or no hands – and so I was so bored I was watching the landscape left and right and almost hit another bike in front of me. Haven’t the organisers ever heard about ‘road safety’ for God’s sake??’
She (15): ‘Walter!!! You’ve eaten up my chocolate!!! I can’t believe it, you don’t even like white chocolate!!!’
He (11): ‘True. It did take some time to convince myself to eat it up, believe me. But when I started I realised it has also brown parts!! Anyway, you should be happy to learn that your brother is not racist..’
Our daughter (15) to us: ‘Do you happen to have a hair tie here anybody? ..Papa?’
My husband: ‘My dearest daughter. Considering my own hair your mere question I can only take as a token of your unlimited trust towards your father – in any other cases it would be the Ultimate Symptom of some Severe Eye Disorder.’
Our daughter (14): ‘Papa!!! A spider!!!! Get it out of here!!!!’
My husband: ‘Relax, Sweetie, 1 little spider sitting peacefully in the corner..’
Our daughter: ‘Yes, 1…. FOR THE MOMENT! Then it gets married, will have babies and live here happily, all of them, more and more!! Papa, I am a teenager, I exactly know how these things go, all right?’
‘Walter, would you like to come and see how I make pancake? In case in the future you would also end up with a lazy daughter & wife in your family who you would need to cook for.. But don’t forget son, in this family we are still working hard on getting equal rights for boys..’
Walter: ‘Uh you are making pancakes?? Can I also get some? Don’t have time now, still playing on my mobile…’
My husband: ‘…Where was I? Ah yes, at the equal-right-for-papas movement..’