Maanantai 🇫🇮 Mánudagur 🇮🇸

Bureaucracy has been at its peak for a good few decades. Even the most insignificant chores require the involvement of dozens of embittered officials, who, with their inadequate responses, can destroy all our hopes in a split second we cast into humanity. Nevertheless, should we bump into someone showing signs of expertise, it's still not an insurance of success. Sometimes, these individuals can cause more trouble, but the funny thing is they think highly of themselves. However, more often than not, these human beings can cause more harm with their incompetence. If I point out their mistakes, they go mad and angry. They play the victim card immediately, and their answers contain disdain, contempt, and pique. Their stance is: I only wanted to help! The saying that the path to hell is paved with goodwill is no coincidence.

I had to visit the Hungarian National Tax Office today. Despite the lady's benevolence, who helped us navigate the intricate world of accounting and tax, she couldn't complete the easiest tasks. My NHS contribution has not been verified so far, and even though my entrepreneur status is inactive, the authorities see it differently. To disentangle this discrepancy, I took control into my own hands. After several phone calls and a personal visit later, I'm still not sure what to do, but at least I received a piece of information about how to proceed with this shambles. Coming home with full of hope, I didn't suspect anything sinister, but now I see I couldn't have been more wrong. The official notice I received today shattered the previously restored faith in humanity faster than light. My tax and NHS ordeal will never end.

Anyway, I woke up at 5 a.m., which is 6 a.m., if we don't consider daylight saving time, because I had to get the winter tyres installed. I had to drive to Budapest at 6 a.m. I thought I was still dreaming when I entered the back garden because the view was unequivocally winterish. A thin layer of snow covered the land. It was beautiful and peaceful, and it even pleased me to some extent. However, with the summer tyres on the car, I was a tad anxious about how to get to my mate. Fortunately, I got there safely and soundly, and my mate replaced the tires. Then we had a delicious ham and eggs breakfast and a much-needed coffee, and off I drove back to home. It was high time I changed the tyres. According to the weather forecast, the next days will bring more snow and colder air, so this winter will not be mild. I still need to figure out if it is good or bad news for us.

Keskiviikko 🇫🇮 Miðvikudagur 🇮🇸

My new bridge is in my mouth. It took the doc almost an hour to meticulously and precisely fit it in and cement it. I wasn't allowed to eat for three hours, and I still can't chew anything on the left side of my jaw. However, my dental features are ship-shape-and-shiny. Only one tooth is left: they need to replace the old filling. Once it's done, I'll have a Hollywood-type smile. Before the dental care, I went through the lesson plan I'd prepared the other day for today. When I returned home from the dentist, I took Abby for her afternoon walk and drove to Budapest to teach. Before arriving at where I taught, I popped into a store to buy some "kifli" for later and four "Túró Rudi" to appease my rumbling stomach. After teaching, I hurried back home, grabbed two "kifli", some butter and plum jam, and ate like a king. It was already pitch dark when we returned from our evening walk with Abby. I hate the early dusks. However, summer tries

Goodbye 2023 - Hello 2024

2023 has been an interesting year for many reasons. There were ups and downs, good and bad times, laughter and tears, but most importantly, us being together. During the last few years, I've noticed that we can overcome any obstacles together, which is a fantastic and soothing thought. Come 2024, for better or worse, together we will solve everything. May the world be a better place in 2024.

GRAZ - day 1 - 🇦🇹

We are in Graz, as Ági’s linguist conference starts tomorrow. We woke up early in the morning. I had to de-ice the cars, which took an hour. Once I finished the job, Ági took Abby to the dog sitter, and I packed my things for the weekend. Abby didn’t want to stay at the dog-sitter - poor thing - but Ági’s callousness conquered her temper tantrum. Travelling to Austria is always a pleasure. The roads were clean, the traffic was not heavy, and taking the scenic route was a brilliant decision. We could have opted for the Balaton route, but the northern direction seemed a better choice. We stopped at an unknown little village, where the shopping mall was phenomenal. We grabbed a coffee and stretched our legs because sitting in a car for hours is not the best thing in the world. Anyway, we arrived at the hotel - which looks great - safe and sound. The room is small but clean, however, the area is a bit dodgy. It’s close to the main train station, which attracts many people, so it is a busy

My Life after CELTA

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