So this morning I am going to be with a group doing presentations near Lake Balaton, at the Csobanc castle. (Google maps, look up Tapolc, then Gyulakeszi). And there was no 8:20 train as I had been promised by the happy printout, but rather one at 10:15. What to do?
Read Jenő Rejtő, of course. Not “Dirty Fred, the Captain,” because I don’t have that one, but rather Quarantine at the Grand Hotel. With a cappucino. Then wander around to find an internet café so that I can make this post and write emails…
So in an hour I will be off on the fast train to Tapolc, where the weather will be a much more comfortable 95-98 degrees, and ridiculously humid. I will be very difficult to reach, as my schedule is as follows:ű
Fri-Sun: Sweat like a pig and lose weight in the sun as a fully-armored man-at-arms in the summer sun for the entertainment of children, etc.
Mon: In Budapest
Tues: Off to Transylvania, by which time hopefully the rain will have broken over the mountain ranges, and I won’t have to drive in 42-degree weather. (Celsius… that’s something like 105 or the equivalent, if I remember correctly.)
So there you have it…