The twentieth of August 🇭🇺

Today is St. Stephen's Day when we celebrate the foundation of the Hungarian State. It's a big do. There is the Festival of Folk Arts, Bred Blessing ceremony, and various parades on and above the river Danube carried out by the Hungarian army during the day. And at 9 p.m., this splendid firework is in the middle of the capital, visited by hundreds of thousands of people. We are fortunate enough to live where we can see the firework from the attic window. And above us, local residents gather to watch the firework on the dog-walking hill. It is a breathtaking national holiday. Many other locations offer various programs for kids and adults - this latter sounded like being in an enormous swinger club - and the streets are brimming with food stalls and other little restaurants that offer a wide range of menus consisting of the most typical Hungarian dishes. It must be fascinating for those who love crowds and don't mind being in the hustle and bustle. We never liked being that close to these events, hence our absence.

Well, this will do as a short celebration.

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Chillaxing

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