You haven not really experienced goth kids until you see a group of Magyar high schoolers pierced and draped in black in the summertime in Budapest. Also, I do not know what the Hungarian word for Stoner is, but theose kids were on the same metro train as the goths. Cute.
In the same way Lady Bathori was cute, I suppose...
Dragging tired into Budapest and well-fed. Time for a stop at the market store and back to the hotel for an early evening. Three planes in less than 24 hours has taken toll. (I would say its, but I cannot find the apostrope on this Magyar keyboard.)
Enough for now. Beograd tomorrow evening and a stay with 3 black cats.
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