your days are numbered.
I worked with a man who was part of the 1956 Hungarian Revolution. He didn't talk much of his experiences but did say he stitched a man in two with his machine gun. He later had to flee to the US when the Soviets came in to squelch the conflict. I really didn't get to know him very well but I do remember his incredible Potato Paprikash.
Ooo, more Hungarian history! I got a crash course in the 1956 revolution in the comments section of #48, which I needed as I am quite rusty. (Thanks, Julian!) I should have elaborated in my post how incredible the museum is. The name "House of Terror" has an unfortunate horror-flick tinge to it, but I had a somber, moving experience there. From the second you walk in, there's this terrifying going-down-to-hell-in-a-rickety-elevator music playing and it just keeps going from there.If anyone out there is going to Budapest, DO NOT MISS this museum.
Eloquent post. Do not change a thing.
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