Youngest child is not loving his Erasmus location. I mean it’s ok but it compares unfavourably with the fun he was having in Dublin. My sister went out to visit him to support his drooping spirits and it seems to have gone reasonably well.
He was home for Easter which he enjoyed very much though we hardly saw him as he was off with his friends the whole time. Which is what you want, I guess.
While home, he announced to us that he was thinking of flying to Budapest for the Hungarian elections. What would seem crazy from Dublin somehow seemed grand from the continent. I mean it was still a long flight. But off he went and he had the time of his life. He sent us video footage from the count party including himself chanting opposition party slogans in Hungarian (at least that’s what I thought they were and presumably that’s what he thought as well – his Hungarian wouldn’t be great).
More generally he pronounced Budapest to be satisfactory.
Apparently travel is broadening.
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