I have not yet found the perfect words to convey my time in Budapest, but ‘waking up to a beautiful and lingering dream’ would come close.
Travelling, to me, is not a stamped passport and a bar stool conversation later. It is a never ending journey of self discovery. My memoirs of Budapest are like the chronicles of following my dreams. I have always wanted to visit the Hungarian Empire, and this spring saw that dream turn to reality.