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"I'm fine, really." This man was right next to our table at the very best restaurant in Tihany, Hungary. He was fine, really. Reprinted from LainesBlog October 2014
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Collectively it is time that we imagine a better world. No matter what happens in the next months or years, it is time to put our minds on better things. Call it the power of positive thinking, of visualizing, of collective prayer – it all works and can change the world. Psychopathic…
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The rain did not deter us from enjoying such a well preserved town, dating back to the 17th and 18th centuries. AND they were renovating the cobblestone streets. All of the houses were white with very thick walls, and the shops offered hand made items that were irresistible. Always great…
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Sunny Flowers! When visiting a "Foreign" country, and you see familiar things, it brings home closer and strangers become friends. Holloku, Hungary, which is a very very old town situated in rolling hills that reminded me of Maryland or Virginia! Familiar flowers and great food and company! September,…
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First love. Second love. Last Love. True love. We are both mother and child, when it comes to love. Round statue in Budapest, Hungary.
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Just kidding, (you know who you are.) Now yesterday's choices, Saint Augustine or Szentendre? Well, it might have been Harry's on the bayfront here is St. Augustine, or possibly even The Riverside in Savannah, but it was Szentendre, Hungary on the Danube river. Thanks for playing everyone, it was fun! …
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Saint Augustine, Florida or Szentendre (Saint Andrews), Hungary? Yesterday's answer…can you say "Lit'l Itly?" Baltimore!
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Clouds over the Danube River, in Szentendres, Hungary. The rain falls on everyone, sooner or later! It's knowing it will pass, and in the meantime, sing or dance or sit by a window, as the rain falls. Same with the cloudy weather in our heads. It will pass! Don't worry too…
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This pelican and cormorant were a familiar sight at the Budapest Zoo. Not exactly like our pelicans, but very familiar, like the people were familiar. They may have spoken a very different language, but they looked just like us! There's a line from a U2 song: There is no them, there's…
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Isn't it good, Hungarian wood? A little green for a winter's day. The park on the way to the castle in Godollo, Hungary. (Sounds like a fairy tale…into the woods…a castle…talking trees!)
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