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About Szombathely

But then—ugh, this dude next door starts moanin’ LOUD. I’m like, “Shut it, ya perv!” Ruined my zen, made me hoppin’ mad! Still, her hands? Pure gold. Felt like Lil’ Zé sayin’, “I’m the king here!”—except, ya know, less murder-y. I’m sittin’ there, half-expecting a gunfight, *City of God* style, but nah—just slippery fingers and bad incense.

After that, we decided to stroll down to the Danube. The view from the Chain Bridge is just insane. I mean, the way the sun hits the water? Pure magic. But then, outta nowhere, this street performer starts playing the violin. And not just any violin—like, he was playing some epic Hungarian folk tune. I got all emotional, like, “Wow, life is beautiful!” But then, I realized I had no cash to tip him. Total buzzkill.