Hungarian Winter: Foreign Bloodsuckers And Lack Of Productivity

This story is scary, much like this poster! (click image to see larger)Again, it’s that time of the year.  I came home from school, took a nap, woke up a little after 4 p.m., and switched on the lights.  It was dark out.

Living in a (kind of) northern country whose border is the edge of the time zone is a little cursed.  I know, I know, I complain about it every year. But, I think that’s my right for willingly putting up with it.

Plus, I like the darkness.  You don’t need sunscreen.  You don’t need sunglasses. You get to see pretty buildings (people light those up).  You don’t have to look at ugly buildings (people don’t bother to light those).

On a serious note, though, there are two big problems.  The first is lack of productivity.  The second is vampires (no, I’m not kidding – keep reading if you think I am).

Let’s start with productivity (and save the exciting part for the end)  I need to learn some tricks for still feeling motivation when it’s dark out – do you know any?  My natural clock tries to tell me that darkness means it’s nearly bedtime.  In other words, relax, read a book, watch some TV, and then go to sleep.  Maybe not the greatest idea at 5:15 in the evening.  Homework doesn’t do itself…

Dusk in the city. This is why Budapest is great (even at night). (click image to see larger)Now that that’s out of the way, let’s get to the vampire part.  I just read an article that a town in Serbia is panicked because of a vampire.  Apparently he lived in an old mill, but it recently collapsed, so he’s now homeless.  This led the mayor to issue a warning for all the villagers to put garlic in their windows and doors, and hang crosses in their windows.  No, I’m not joking, read the article here.  Even I can’t make up a story like that.

I’m just concerned that the vampire will read this blog and fall in love with Budapest.  After all, it isn’t far from him, and it seems to be vampire friendly because they filmed the Underworld movies here.  It’s fairly unlikely that he’ll move to a Mediterranean island.  Someone better warn the guards on the Serbian border to keep their eyes open (at night).

Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to the store to buy some garlic.

 I may have to hide out in the famous Matthias Church of Budapest! (click image to see larger)

Hungarian word of the day:


This word is pronounced “Esh-teh,” and it means “evening.”  The evenings get earlier and earlier, my productivity drops, and my new vampire friend is on his way here.