and still not from across the big pond

Getting together stuff for a whole year can be exhausting. Especially when you decide to take the least of things with you, since military intelligence has it that they have shops and supermarkets in the US as well. So I decided to use up only one bag for checking in and another as carry-on. I wonder if it is physically possible to press everything into this mid-size piece of luggage.

Yesterday I had to run some errands in Budapest, and finally I had my (probably fifth) farewell lunch with colleagues. Also, I had a bon voyage dinner with a friend which obviously turned into an drinkfest after a certain point. And they say the Germans can drink beer! :)

So that's all the farewell-bon-voyage-see-you-next-year-why-don't-you-finally-get-the-hell-out-of-here events I plan to have for the next one (!) day. And then come the welcoming parties. The movie previews guy would probably say something like:

"There was a time when one man chose to travel to distant shores. He had several friends. But even he could not forsee the dangers of ... farewells... let alone welcomes. This summer witness an epic fight against constant hangover simply caused by inadequate party planning. This summer become an insider to why Hungarians always want to share a drink with you and how they always find a good reason for it. Are you ready to meet the challenge? Are you ready to raise your blood alcohol to a highly dangerous level? Are you out of your mind? Farewells and Goodbyes. In theaters near you."