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Written by Richard Gibson

6/25/2006

Sunday in Hungary.

A drunk guy just kissed me on the head, three times, according to Leah and Molly who were keeping track.

We started with a river trip with Laslo. I was having intense dreams, in part of molly riding her bike and bouncing on the front wheel.

The river was great fun. It was Heather and Me and Spencer and Maddy. Maddy liked the boy who is the sun of the man who runs the little marina. Spencer and maddy ended up playing in the water with him.

We left, to home. kids changed into dry clothes and we went to the '' restaurant that petra recomends. it was okay, pretty good in fact. I had a banana ... for dessert.

Then everyone came home and I went for another driving adventure. This one without muddy distractions. I made it to Arko... on the levee road. Then whipped home and we all got in the car to go to the festival of bugs...there is a hatch, and the bugs are happening, but no one came for us...

So we hung out at the boat place and had an extra exceptional time. I got another ride up to the lock/damn to the Tisza, this time with the marina guy, and there was a guy fishing who gave him a fish. And I saw ducklings and it was glorious.

Then back, and heather had 'rented' two canoes, so I went out with Spencer.

And that was one of the more beautiful experiences of my life. We were in the marshes and lake, and birds, and frogs, and everything, and me and my boy.

And we came back after a long long time of people swimming and stuff. The kids decided to be horrible in the car. We were right around the corner (well a little more :-), so I pulled over, and Heather and I both said 'get out' and kicked them out of the car. They were barefoot. And we drove on. Somewhat slowly.

At one point Leah looked back, and was amazed, they were holding hands as they walked. Minutes after trying to kill each other. But they bounded against the common enemy, the parents. At one point they had some thought that we were going to let them in, and they ran. Fast. And I pulled out, and spencer started running amazingly fast. I mean FAST! They made it home. DSC_8267 and 8268 show them after they made it to the car in the driveway, and were full of attitude (but not fighting with each other!)

Spencer and Maddy tried to lock me in the bathroom in order to teach me my lesson...I wasn't all that into their lesson...

Then Molly Leah and I went to the local Pub and I had beer and pinca (?), and we played cards and the drunk hungarian said 'usa person' in hungarian and kissed my head...the end.

(not the end...then we came home and had dinner and I read to the kids and stuff, and maybe Molly and I watched the medium horrible movie 'The boss's daughter').


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