2007.06.10. 12:32 :: Zeno Vernyik
Let's return to the beginning of May. The time of witch-burning, and lighting lamps. Oh yes, and kissing your beloved girl under a cherry tree. Unfortunately, for reasons not to be disclosed here, I couldn't follow the latter one, but at least I was invited to a real family čárodejnice.
The fact that I am Hungarian, was apparently a chief source of entertainment, as everyone tried to learn a few phrases or words, which they then kept reciting throughout the evening.
This little game, however, started the day before when we visited the medieval pub together. Which in itself, was quite a feat, we even played a game of torture, trying to see, who is going to be the one who gives it up first. Of course, it was me.
Sweet evenings, both of them. They came at a moment, when I was real down and could make me happy, and at the same time, they made me feel that I have some roots. Thank you.
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