Today, it finally happened. Some nice snow fell on my head. And even though I didn’t actually throw a snowball yet, I did watch my friend throw one (poorly).
My afternoon class is about management, so we had been out in the hallway doing a quirky activity. When we returned to the classroom, someone started squeaking as they got to the window. I assumed there was a mouse in the room, but that was wrong. There was snow falling outside. Apparently squeaking can express two things: fear of a mouse, and excitement about snow.
Good to know, I am learning things in school.
But, that view was worth all the studying I’m doing. The classroom is on the European 3rd floor (4th in America – much more impressive sounding), and the building is right on the Danube. So, the view is of the prettiest bridge in Budapest, and there is a fancy hotel next to a grand hill right across the river. It was wise of them to have the desks face away from the window, or lectures would be quite hard to follow.
It was pretty exciting to see the little white flakes falling in the river, and it was a big surprise. Earlier I had a break, so I wanted to go gaze longingly out the window with my cup of coffee, but the only thing out there was thick fog.
Watching a river boat cruising along through the snow, I really got to thinking about how awesome of an adventure that would be. I’ve wanted to navigate up the rivers of Europe and see old cities and castles from the deck of a fun little boat, but maybe it would be better to see from the inside while sipping a mug of something warm. If anyone has a boat that you want to lend me, I’ll be happy to send you some postcards.
Hungarian word of the day:
This word is pronounced „Haw-yo,” and it means boat or ship. Instead of riding one in the summer when it’s hot and I’ll get sunburned, I’ll brave the winter snow and ice in my hajó, just as soon as I can figure out how. Suggestions are welcome.