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CouchSurfing with a Proud Hungarian

CouchSurfing in Budapest, Hungary not only made my stay feel more like I was a Hungarian, but I learned more about the culture and history as well as made budget travel far more possible. Although my trust barrier was taken down a notch for the site, I still have a personal filter on who I chose to have me as a guest. As for Budapest, I was welcomed into the home of a proud, older Hungarian gentlemen. Fortunately for me, this man was not only my guide but he was a very intelligent individual when it came to history, my favorite subject, having an answer to every question I had about much of Europe and Hungary. Taking in consideration of his age, probably in his 50’s, he lived through much of the socialist times back when Europe was divided by the Iron Curtain. This was a perfect personable experience to get a real account of history from someone who lived through these “different” times.

I can’t really make a general assumption about Hungarians or if this is based solely on elder Hungarians, but since the curtain fell along with the Soviet Union, my host educated me on the upsides and downsides of life after these times. He stated that back in the socialist times, you would never see beggars in the streets. That there was a law in effect that you MUST find work in a certain time period of unemployment. That there was never room for poverty and that socialism kept people on their feet, always. This is something he explained to me after spotting some beggars in the streets along castle hill and other parts of Budapest.

Another thing that was interesting for me was his strong political dislike for the United States. I’ve heard everything from war promoting, to American Football, to even the amount of water that sits in North American toilets. At least once in every informative conversation, was a strong opinion against the U.S.. Like how America promotes war by intervention like in Iraq and the Ukraine, selling of weapons, and even the minor involvement in Hungary itself. While in Budapest, I got the chance to watch live demonstrations on TV regarding the Prime Minister, corruption, and pro-Russia…ism. During this event, he stated that the U.S. is putting it’s hand in a cookie jar that is not theirs making comments about the government and leader. Sure enough, weeks later I read an article about American politicians involving themselves in Hungarian politics and pro-Russia…ism. He mentioned that the U.S. spies on it’s own people and nations around the world, which is something I can’t disagree on. He even made a compare yet more contrast of Football vs. American Football stating that American Football is “too much go and stop”, players have “too much armor”, and “players are too aggressive” comparing it to American people, “too”macho”, “aggresive”, and lastly, “snobbish” going about life with a tough-guy minded attitude. I love it 🙂

I am proud of where I come from and where I was born, but I am not too proud to the point where I’m a single minded asshole with an argument all of the time. I appreciated these opinions and perspectives because it was anything other than the “Murican” one. It’s like constructive criticism. Like me doing something at work but a colleague saying otherwise about my work. I could take offense or take it as a resource. It’s obvious to state that my country is not the most admired nor has the best reputation, but whether these opinions were/are true or not, some of them were in a way, learning experiences in a foreign perspective. After all, open mindedness is part of being a traveler, it’s part of the journey.

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Three Nights In Budapest

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So I sit here on my first train overseas in learning mode. What I mean by this is being positive about my complete confusion on how things work over here not to exclude language barrier obstacles. I’ve got to look back and laugh at trying to buy a bus ticket at the wrong place at the airport, my confusion on ticket and towel rentals at the Szechenyi baths, losing directions in a not so pleasant part of Budapest and asking for directions, falling for the “What train platform am I on?” in exchange for donation money not realizing how easy it is to actually find the train after hiring train staff. I don’t mind tipping, but my face was priceless after the man was rubbing his fingers for a tip. Hey, it’s Europe! Although these may come off as “mishaps”, they were all part of the experience. In addition, I honestly can’t deny that I expected this.

Budapest Hungary Elizabeth Bridge
Erzsebet Hid/ Elizabeth Bridge
Budapest Hungary shoes on the danube
Shoes on the Danube Memorial
Budapest Hungary parliament building
Hungarian Parliament Building
Budapest Hungary heroes square
Heroes Square
Budapest Hungary food beer
Hungarian lunch and brew.

As for choosing Budapest as my first European city, it was perfect! It wasn’t Paris, Rome, London, yet it’s not Bishkek, Tashkent or Yerevan. In my eyes it lies right in between the familiarity of its reputation yet still off the beaten path and this is exactly what I wanted. The city is beautiful, even more so at night when all of it’s historical landmarks are proudly light up. While some may look in disgust at some of the deteriorating walls of buildings and graffiti, I am drawn to it as beauty. This alone gives Budapest a sense of personality. Like art work telling a story and giving you a first hand taste of it’s history. In reference to history, unfortunately Hungary’s past isn’t completely settling, from the shrinking of its far reaches and border, to bombings and Nazi occupation in WW2, to socialist times during the Cold War. Although times have changed since, you an still feel the vibes of the country 20, 30, and 50 years ago when times were, different. You can see it in the faces of people, especially the elderly as well as some of the buildings, as I mentioned before.

Budapest Hungary highest point
Foggy hike up to the highest point of Budapest.
Budapest Hungary streets
Stroll in the streets.
Budapest Hungary ruin bars
One of several ruin bars.
Budapest Hungary night
The city is best seen at night.

I can see why Budapest I called the “Queen of the Danube”. Because the city is divided in half by the river. It is wide enough for amazing panoramic views of each side. Despite the rough recent past, the city let alone country is well worth the visit, worth the attempt to learn an interesting language, taking a step back in time with Hungarian history, taking a stroll along its, bridges, street and into one of it’s apartment buildings to look straight up into the sky in its center. Take a walk in Margit Island to escape the hustle and bustle, grab a brew at a ruin bar, pick up a Hungarian pizza and KĂŒrtƑskalĂĄcs on the street, and of course, complete the day with a relaxing dip in one of its many world famous thermal baths. 🙂

Budapest Hungary szechenyi thermal baths
Nice dip in the Szechenyi Bath house.

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Is It Wrong to Travel?

ATL Atlanta International Airport

Here I sit, at the airport once again, ready to set off on another adventure. In the past few days, in preparation for the next two weeks backpacking in Central Europe, I seldomly asked myself if I had made the right choice in taking this trip. After all, I did take two weeks to visit, Yellowstone Country and the Dutch Caribbean six months ago. Been pulled to the side at work about my “excess” time off allowance at my day job. Losing my weekend job because of the same ”excess” time off reasons. The worry I put both my family and girlfriend through venturing into the even further unknown on a whole new continent, in places that speak a language I can’t comprehend. The selfish sacrifice made with time away from home, solo and without them. Putting behind the comforts of familiarity for hosts abroad, the lack of sleep from blaring bars and sex engaging hostel bunk mates. The endless confusion of foreign languages on signs for hour(s) long car, bus, and train rides. The trust barriers raised up with strangers I have yet to meet.

But then I raise the next question. Why wouldn’t this be the right choice? Why wouldnt I want to break through the frontier of “my unknown” to see the beautiful places I’ve only seen in photos. Why wouldn’t I sacrifice bucks on a 5 star hotel to further extend my stay in Budapest. Why wouldn’t I venture off into cultures to better richen my views of the world and life perspectives to share with loved ones. No photo or postcard can explain the destination than the actual state of being. Viewing places with your own eyes, conversing with others with your own thoughts, leaning and actually resting your body on a century old bridge in Prague, the authenticity of tasting desserts in Vienna’s old city center, walking on an century old castle.

Sure it was worth the side job loss, because without it, the liberties are far more endless to the world unknown, even traveling at home. I understand American work ethic, but as for time off, I pushed limits. How could I have known that my work appreciates me as a traveler without trying to take off more time than my time off allowed. It was a chance I took, and was worth it. Because no matter where I work or not, who I am with or around, and no matter the judgement, traveling has always been, is, and always will be the right choice.

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Just Get Up And Travel: Easier Said Than Done.

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Just get up and go! Everyone thinks about this in the working world. Especially like a 9-5 person like myself. Add working weekends to that, that feeling is even stronger. As a travel lover, wanderlust, and having daily cravings for new places, new faces, and new cultures, I frequently ask myself, what it would be like to just let go of everything and just go. Quit both my jobs, leave my family, a number of friends, my girlfriend, and routine lifestyle behind to travel long term. But there is more behind this single minded decision having to consider many other factors, than to just GO. It wouldn’t be the first time this has been done in the history of mankind. Well, at least in the western world or more so, America, to me it seems more difficult of a decision. Maybe it’s just me? In general, as possible as several weeks, several months to a year or even several years of time away from routine is to travel is, it does come with some big time preparations.

Courage
For the most part, at least for me, I live in a routine world of wake up, work, work out, eat, chill (video games or movie), sleep, and repeat. Working hard seven days a week to pay bills and necessities all to get two to three weeks off a year, say what? Those who vacation on a tropical beach can say that is not enough. But any wanderlust like myself knows and understands that this is truly not enough time to embrace cultures while abroad or even domestic. This is where long term travel comes into play and the consideration grows each travel experience or let alone every day. These two lifestyles are so opposite that it feels very intimidating in the most exciting way. Living a way of life of comfort and planning to wanting a lifestyle of spontaneity and sacrifice. Unless you reach a breaking point, have a bad break up, get laid off, then setting off immediately, looking forward to long term travel in your life goals takes a lot of courage. Let’s not forget the dangers and different forms of safety precautions you have to face around the world. It’s scary, but it’s an awareness as a true traveler that we must keep intact. But this shouldn’t be an excuse to stay huddled up in a routine lifestyle. Courage the hell up and follow your dreams while being extremely safe.

Finances
Second of all, doing this is not impossible as I said before, it has been done. However it does come with a hefty price and I am not just speaking of finances. First off, the first thing anyone thinks of is money. Traveling long term is no free experience. I mean, you can be the best budgeter in the travel world, have an abundance of friends worldwide, and not fly a single airline and still have to spend money on some level. I guess some records have been made, but we are talking about everyday people here and trying to be realistic. Maybe I am slightly involved in my comfort zone, being “too” safe but not only do I want to have funds for my long term trip, but also have backup money for when and if I return. Is that smart and realistic or is this against the code of a “true” wanderlust. Am I contradicting the spontaneity that comes with long term travel by planning my funds to much? There is no real answer to how much money you should have. One may desire to save thousands while another leaves with a few hundred and works on the fly. Anything goes and that is the beauty of traveling. Something I kind of learned through a post by an awesome world traveler by the name of Nomadic Matt and his commenters from around the globe.

Family / Friends / Love
Anyone understands the desire to get away from routine and work but when it comes to the desire for time with new faces in new places around the world and sacrificing all for this, its really hard for many to understand, especially close ones. It honestly doesn’t matter how much thorough explaining I do, I don’t expect anyone to understand this travel addiction I have. It is like trying to fully understand the perspective of an Artist. This is where I don’t expect anyone to understand me, but hope to gain support. At this point in time, June of 2014, only two out of six of my closest ones know of my long term travel goals for myself, one being the single person who has inspired me to travel in the first place. It is intimidating considering that some of them helped me come out of unemployment to finally get me where I am now. But I remind myself, traveling is all I have desired to do my whole life and I have worked hard and continue to work hard to do just that. It is my life long dream and what makes life so much more damn amazing. They may or may not understand, but support is important to me just as long as I am not saying fuck this, I’M GONE!

Work
As far as work goes, work is very crucial, be it you work in a 9-5er and/or with a weekend gym job like me, as long as it looks good on the resume and it is benefiting me in the long run, just getting up and leaving or not showing up to work then globetrotting is not an ethical thing I would do. I may travel and find love in working abroad forever but I won’t depend on that too greatly and just quit my jobs instantly. Gaining and maintaining a good rapport is the absolute best thing to do with long term travel plans. Regardless of what shitty day I am having, I don’t tell myself “I am quitting this job anyway, who cares.” I remind myself “I will resign from this job when I am ready, travel, and if I return, I may still have an open door to return.” I may not be hiking the Machhu Pichu trail, sunbathing on the beaches of Rio de Janeiro, or whitewater rafting in Costa Rica just yet, but everywork day is part of my long term travel experience in a way. It is my building blocks to that dream, every single second, minute, and day I am on the clock. I have yet to experience long term travel but I know how it feels to be unemployed and the feeling is not good. Although I am aware of the phase of unemployment I will phase after my trip, with a positive attitude in my working years and a rich travel soul post long term travel, finding work will be fine. Hell, I may find myself doing what I love. I have hope and confidence.

So, I sit here at work writing this, on and off asking myself if I am writing a post of thoughts or is this a post of suggestions. I guess I can say both. Like I said before, I have yet to experience long term travel and it’s after effects. In time, I will look back at this and either nod or shake my head at some things, if not inspire myself of how strong minded I “was” and continue to be to accomplish my goals. I don’t seek to give advice on what I don’t know yet but share what I do know on this long hard working path to adventures of a lifetime. This is something I think of everyday, some days out of anxiety, fear, and worry. But in the end, I am true to myself and what I have always wanted in life. That is to travel. And I look forward to that day, where all of my feelings, thoughts, and senses come together to prepare for the greatest day of my life, my first day setting off on a long term trip around the world.

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Backpacking: It’s a Lifestyle

Backpacking is a term mainly associated with travel, whether it be hiking or travel short and long term domestic or abroad. It is a lengthy sized backpack with many strategic pockets and compartments that sits right on your back wherever you go. If done so correctly and appropriately, you can practically live out of this backpack. You can fit about a weeks worth of clothing, electronics and accessories, toiletries, documents, finances and more (hopefully not the same weight as you or heavier). You may see these backpacks across major travel destinations across the globe in airports and city streets.

Prior to my days as a backpacker, all I knew of was suitcases within my desires as a vacationer. As my lust for travel grew more and more, I found myself desiring nomadic styled traveling wanting to go from one place to the next instead of the usual “comfort” stay ‘on the beach’ or ‘in the hotel’ trips I took all my life. I realized that my first “nomadic” styled trip around the island of Jamaica with a suitcase wasn’t doing me any justice. ESPECIALLY, in Jamaica! I never really understood the concept of walking around with a large backpack as well as the term “backpacking” and its concept very well until after I read online threads and viewed Instagram photos. Eventually I realized that a trip to Belize and Guatemala couldn’t be done smoothly rolling around and hauling a suitcase and book bag so eventually I purchased my first rucksack.

Backpacking in Flores, Guatemala Ready to backpack through Belize and Guatemala Backpacking in Antigua, Guatemala Backpacking

 

My first two backpacking experiences successfully took place through those two countries in Central America as well as in Toronto, Ottawa, and Montreal, Canada. Considering my growing nomadic symptoms of travel, I realized something:

Backpacking is not just a way to travel, It’s a lifestyle

Backpacking is by far a way of life and enriches the possibilities of exploring places you want to see and more, meet new people you naturally connect with, and enjoy experiences of a lifetime. Although I do not have those freedoms and privileges quite yet of traveling destination to destination on my own time without putting in for “time off”, Just the simple fact that I can pack more than a dozen of necessities into one bag and in return see the world is the most amazing thing in imagination. It is this feeling within my constant wanderlust that makes me realize that all of this is a beautiful lifestyle and or realm I am hugely a part of.

As a backpacker, you can easily pick up and go at your own pace, learn to appreciate more with less, and best of all, escape the comforts of home and make the world your home.